"Hi" I said, "I hope you can help me." putting on my best helpless female voice and look. "We can take it to the garage and see what we can do but it will be tomorrow before we can do any serious work on it." they said. "Oh well, let me call my husband." I called Steve and made sure they could hear most of the conversation. "They hunks?" he asked me. "Yes, they are, one black guy and a white guy, both look very well hung." "Well dearest, have fun." he said. "You mean it?" I asked. "Of course, you know I like to know you have what you want." The men were smiling as I bent into the car and got my purse and made sure my skirt fell open revealing my ass and legs. They were directly behind me as I lingered bent over and moving my hips so they got a good show.

I got up, "Okay, got my stuff, now what?" I said and they were obviously aroused by the two huge bulges I saw in the overalls. "Well, we need to load the car up." the black guy, Darrin said. "Yeh, gotta load up the car." said James the other. I had taken off the tank top now and so my ample cleavage was exposed and the see though material showed my dark nipples in the bright lights of the tow truck. I decided to get bold and said, "Is that all you will be loading up?" I smiled. "What do you mean?" said James. "Well, from the bulges I see it would seem that you may want to load something else up." Darrin looked at him and then me, "What would we want to load up do you think?" he said. I stepped closer and my skirt came open exposing my hips then I moved slowly pulling down the top of the body suit which was low anyway. My breasts came up and the nipples got hard in the night air. "I would think you may want to load me up." I said and stepped closer still. My tits were fully exposed in the bright lights of the truck.

Darrin stepped to me and took them in his large hands as I reached for the bulge in his overalls finding it and beginning to stroke it through the material. My other hand found the snap on my skirt and it fell to the ground and he massaged my tits more as James came behing me and moved against so I could feel he was hard as a rock too. I pulled out the hard black toy in front of me and began massaging it between my tits making him moan. "Oh yeh, damn lady, yeh." he said. "Let's step out of the light' James said and I help his cock and reached for James' slao, now leading them into the darkness out of the lights. As soon as I was there with them, I pulled them to me and began sucking their cocks as quickly as I had dropped to my knees. "Damn lady, damn, you good, I wanna warn you that I am gonna cum soon at that rate." James said. "I said yu could load me up, do it." I said. I buried it deep in my throat and soon he was filling my throat and I took Darrin into my throat and did the same he moved hips and drove deep into my throat and soon filled my throat also.

I stood and said, "Well, load up the car and lets go. It is bound to be more private at the shop." and so they did just that. I got in the truck between them and massaged their cocks all the way back. James got on the radio and  said that they may need some help at the shop and so they should bring a couple guys in. "I am glad yu called for help" I said, "I am really in need." "Well, there should be 4 or 5 there by the time we get there." said James. "Good" let me get ready" I said taking off the body suit all the way and the skirt that I put into my bag. I rode the rest of the way totally naked and played with two cocks on the way. James was driving so I massaged his cock and Darrin kissed, massaged my tits and fingered my pussy through several orgasms.

We pulled into the garage and there were several trucks there and a couple cars. We pulled up and there were about 6 or so men there all smiling as the truck turned off the lights. The car stayed on the flat bed and we all got out, me wearing nothing but my sandals. "Hey guys, everyone ready to help me get loaded up?" They all surrounded me and we went into the shop. The door opened to the back where there was a couch and chairs that had obviously been used before. I turned around and one man grabbed my tits and began sucking them hard. "Hey guys, I am naked and you all need to be too." "Shit yeh" several said and soon clothes were all off and I was ready to take care of all the hard cocks I could get my hands and other parts around. "Darrin and James first" I said taking their hands and leading them to me on the couch. James ate my pussy fast driving me to orgasm and Darring let me swallow another load of his cum.

They stepped back and I was surrounded by three men. ONe sat on the couch and they lifted me up and sliped my ass onto his hard cock. It filled my ass well and then I was leanedback and another was in my pussy then a man stepped up and filled my throat with his cock. I was being fucked like and animal and totally used by these men and their cum was filling me as much as getting all over my body, face and hair. Over and over they alternated places as one after another filled me with cum. I was frantic to keep the action going since as soon as I had one orgasm my pussy began building to the next.

I don't know how long it was but Steve's voice interrupted the fun. "Well, guess you don't need a lube anytime soon." The men stood back and he came up and kissed me, cum dripping from my body. Then I laid back and he slipped into my sloppy pussy and fucked me. He finished and stood up, "Guys, don't let me stop the fun, she is still hot." The fun began all over as I took hard cocks into my body and made them soft again. The next day we slept in the hotel and Darring and James came over, "The car is ready and oh yeh, no charge." Steve shook their hands and thanked them for the service they had given me. We drove back home and I called to make arrangements to break down again soon.

THe boys took off their shirts and began work. Soon they were sweating and everytime they could they came close to the pool and looked over the side. I was floating on a float chair and my eyes were closed when I heard "damn, she is so fucking hot." I looked up and two of them were looking over the pool side and I looked down to see my nipples coming out of their home. They began to walk away and I said, "Come back here you two." in a very angry voice. "Yes Mrs Cain?" they said and the other boy came over. "You boys like looking at me? Well answer me, do you like looking at me?" "Yeh," the biggest said. "Yeh" we do" the two others said. "Well, I like to be looked at, you guys look hot, jump in the pool why don't you?" I said and slipped off the float chair. "Really?" they all said. "Yes, really, come on in."

They came around the ladder and slipped into the pool and when their shorts were wet I saw that they had tents in their shorts. "Very nice tents" I though licking my lips. I asked if they enjoyed the pool and they said yes but wee looking at me and could not take their eyes off me. I splashed water on one and he splashed me back and then I splashed another so that soon we were in a splash fight. I kept making a show of tucking my nipples back in aand then they would come out again,,,,and again,,,,and again. The boys, Tommy, Jim and Sean were all watching my chest bounse all over and I saw that they had bigger bulges then I had expected. Finally I said, "Oh damn, this top will not stay on, you boys don/t mind if I just get rid of it do you?" I said pulling it off. "Hell no Mrs Cain." they all said. "Okay, now I can really get into the splash fight" I said geting closer and splashing them all as much as I could. When I stopped and they were splashing me as much and I stood there faking sluttering from the water. "Okay, okay, I give up." I said holding my hands up in the air.

"Well, since yu won what do I have to do?" I said. They looked at me and looked shy still. "Well, you guys won, I give up." "How about the bottoms Mrs Cain?" Jim said. "Well Jim, since it is your idea why not go under the water and take them off for me." I said. He took a breath and went under. His hands fumbled and soon the bottom came off and he came up with it in his hands proud to have done it. "Well guys, you know, this is not fair. I think I should get to take off your shorts too." Before they could say anythig I went under and went for Jim's shorts and unzipped it and pulled off his shorts and underwear. I threw them out of the pool and went under for Tommy's and soon came up with them. Sean was next and so all of us were naked in the pool. "Well, how bout we swim a little. "You guys take a swim between my legs. Take turns." First Sean went through and and brushed my legs, then Jim and then Tommy. "Okay, my turn" I said and went under Tommy's legs. I turned around and took my hand and brushed his balls and cock. He jumped. Next Jim and I did the same and then Sean. I brushed his cock too and then came up. "Well, how was that guys?" I asked and they all laughed and said "Yeh, hell yeh." "Okay, now tell me what you think of this." I took a deep breath and went to Tommy and sucked his cock into my mouth and began sucking him so he would cum really fast. He did and I swallowed it down. I came up and he was saying, "Damn, damn that was hot, of damn." I caught my breath and went under for Sean and did the same. He was bigger and it made me have and orgasm hitting the back of my throat. I came up and he was wide eyed at me saying nothing. "Okay Jim, next." and I went down and began sucking him. I took longer this time and soon he fillwed my throat and I came up laughing. "How was that guys?" I said. "Fucking hot Mrs Cain." "Look guys, if we are going to do this call me Teresa." I said. "Okay Teresa." they said.

"Well guys, follow me." I said and went up the ladder and took my time. The boys watched me and were all talking and said, "Damn she is so fucking hot." I got to the top of the ladder and said, as I carressed my tits, Come find out fucking hot I am." and walked to the patio door and held it open. THey followed me, all hard cocks bouncing as they walked and went by me. We got into the living room and I threw Tommy down on the floor and mouted his cock. I took his hands and cupped my tits with them. "Now learn to fuck a woman." I moaned and began making his hands do what I wanted them too. I rode his cock and made him feel every inch of it as it went in and out. Soon I moaned and geabbed my nipples pulling them hard and soaked his hips and when I did he filled my pussy. "Oh yeh, good timing Tommy, always come with the woman and make sure she is ready to cum." I said and went to Sean. He sat on the couch and I mounted the hard cock he held for me. "Okay, you were watching, do it for me." I said and he grabbed my tits. "Pull them hard and suck the nipples and bite them good too." I ordered him. My chest was in his face and he did as I said. Soon he filled me and the feeling made me cum too. "Jim, next baby." and he sat on the couch next to me and I swung my legs over his lap and mounted him. I jammed myself down on him and rode him like crazy and he filled me and I was not finished so I kept him under me and he got hard again and he was ready for me to ride him. He sucked my tits and I told him, "Bite the nipples, bite them hard." and he did.

"Oh my god..." I screamed and soaked his cock and then he filled me again and made me cum again. We all laid there and I got up to get drinks and gave them to each one. The wine made us all relaxand now I told them that the lesson was ready to continue. "Now guys, you are going to learn to do me all at one time." I said. I placed them where I wanted them and massaged their cocks and licked them all. THey got hard and I sat on Sean only it went into my ass. "Oh hell Teresa, that is hot." I leaned back and brought Tommy to me, "In the pussy baby." and he filled me. "Jim, get so I can suck you." he got up and put himself in my hand and I began moving and took him in my mouth and told them to do it to me. They all filled me at almost the same time and I told them to switch. We repeated this until they all filled me in every hole. I stood up and was dripping from ass and pussy and I licked my lips, "Your cum all tastes so good." and I kissed them all and said. "Was that pay enough?" "Fuck yeh," they said. "Good, go finish the yard and I will finish paying you all."

That night we finished and they left. All Summer they did me and the yard.

“Good morning, baby” the beautiful woman kneeling between his legs said as she smiled at him, those inviting eyes sparkling mischievously up at him. Her long fingers curled around his stiff shaft and she slowly stuck out her tongue and licked the length of his cock before once again taking it deep into her mouth, her tongue and throat working even harder now that she knew he was awake to fully enjoy her morning blow job.

“Oh fuck, Carrie,” he sighed, lying back on the pillow and reaching out for her head. She murmured something and increased her sucking, taking him partially into her throat as she slowly and methodically coaxed the seed from his heavy balls. His hands entwined in her long, luxuriant hair and he began to move her head up and down on his shaft like he knew she liked. She wasn’t a submissive woman in anything other than their often very animated love-making, where she sometimes liked him to take full control over her. She murmured again and took him deep into her throat until she felt his dark pubic hairs curling against her nose. He held her there, feeling his seed starting its surge outward.

“Oh fuck, baby! Here it comes,” he groaned, releasing her head. She didn’t pull completely free, but backed off until about half of him was in her mouth while pumping his shaft with her hand. The combination was too much and with a long agonizing groan, he released his hot seed into her mouth in a powerful ejaculation that sent some of it instantly down her throat. She was prepared however, and swallowed it without missing a beat, then lovingly licked and sucked hard on his throbbing head, coaxing every last drop from him.

When he finally finished, she pulled her soft lips free and kissed the tip, causing him to shudder and reach down to pull her slender, naked body onto his. As they kissed, he could feel the damp heat from her pussy pressing against his leg and moaned into her mouth, remembering how sweet her pussy tasted and desperately wanting to be between those gorgeous legs.

He broke off their kiss and rolled her onto her back, his mouth kissing along her bare chest and between the soft mounds of her beautiful breasts. He brushed his lips across her nipples, stiff and ready for suckling, then took one into his mouth. She moaned and clutched at his hair as he sucked, then nibbled on the hard little nub. He moved back and forth from one to the other, her sighs of pleasure urging him on. His hand trailed down her flat stomach and over her bare mons. She gasped as his fingers slipped into her wetness, touching her hard little clit and sending a shiver of warm waves of pleasure throughout her lower abdomen. As he continued to massage her sensitive little button, the tendrils spread until her entire body felt like an electric current was passing through it.

The sudden shrill buzzing of the alarm clock put a cold hand on her all consuming pleasure and she felt the warmth passing from her with the sound of the alarm bringing them both back to reality.

“Shit!” he exclaimed, his head poised over her inflamed lips. He glanced over at the clock and sighed resignedly as she slapped a hand on the off button, silencing the alarm. He smiled wanly at her and sat up, his eyes moving longingly over her beautiful naked body. “I’m sorry, honey. Duty calls.” She nodded and smiled up at him, her eyes no longer wild with desire, but still lively and dancing with sexual fire.

“I know,” she said, pulling him down for one more deep, intense kiss before allowing him to sit back up. She couldn’t help but notice his previously limp cock was beginning to show signs of life once again. She gave it a loving caress and licked her lips. “Rain check?”

He grinned and stood up, stretching but never taking his eyes off of her. She rolled onto her side, propping her head up on one elbow. “Definitely,” he replied with a wink and a grin, “You’re not getting off that easy!”

She sat up, her hair wild and her enticing green eyes even wilder. “Promise?” she said, slowly crawling on her hands and knees across the bed, her mischievous eyes locked on his ever hardening cock, her pink tongue moistening her luscious lips. He watched her for a few seconds, mesmerized by her amazing sexuality, then quickly stepped back as she reached the edge of the bed and reached out to him.

“Hey, now!” he said in a chiding tone, but with a glint in his eye, “If you do that again, you’re going to make me late!” He turned and went into the bathroom, and as Carrie flopped down on the bed, she heard the shower start and suddenly had a very naughty thought. Before she could do more than start to move, he poked his head out the door, wagging a finger at her. “Uh-uh, you bad little girl, don’t even think about it!” He winked and she gave him a pouty look, then rolled onto her back and spread her legs. Her fingers sought out her clit and as she listened to the splash of her husband showering, she brought herself to orgasm, finally somewhat satisfying her lust.

She got up and walked over to the window, parting the curtain enough to see out. They were at a beautiful log resort in the mountains where her husband, James, had some meetings with a new client to finalize a new ad campaign. The meetings would be finished today, or lunch tomorrow at the latest, then they were going to spend the rest of the week here, just the two of them. Like a second honeymoon, he’d told her.

The landscape was beautiful, a true winter wonderland. The lodge was a three story structure, made almost entirely of logs and built on the shore of a lake nestled in the basin of two mountains, whose rocky crags rose to dizzying heights. It was January and the frozen lake was covered in a mantle of unbroken powder that ended in a thick evergreen forest before gently sloping upward toward the steeper slopes where the trees gave way to the icy rock. She could see the ice crystals sparkling in the snow in the bright morning sunshine, like millions of tiny diamonds hidden amongst the white powder.

She was still standing there, completely naked, when he came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. He stopped when he saw her there silhouetted against the bright sunlight, her body still taking his breath away even after eight years together, five as husband and wife. He still craved her like no other woman and their sex was always hot and satisfying for both. She must have sensed his presence and slowly turned to him, causing him once again to catch his breath. With a smile, she began a sultry walk toward him, her eyes moving instantly to the growing bulge at his crotch.

“Carrie . . .” he said, holding up a hand and shaking his head, “Please baby, I can’t. If I’m late it might jeopardize the whole deal.”

She pouted in a way that made his growing cock even harder, then climbed onto the bed, moving on her hands and knees toward him across the rumpled sheets. He walked over to where his suitcase was laid open on the bench at the foot of the bed and began to get dressed. She sat there watching him, one hand between her legs and the other caressing her hard nipples. He tried not to watch his sexy wife and struggled to pull on his shorts and pants over his raging hardon. He chuckled and shook his head, deliberately avoiding watching her masturbating as he pulled his white dress shirt on and began to button it.

“Baby, you are insatiable!” he exclaimed, sneaking a glance. He turned to pick up his tie and looked into her face just as she began to cum, gasping as her body stiffened, then trembled as she continued to finger herself to another orgasm. “Oh fuck,” he breathed, feeling himself leak a little precum into his clean shorts. Glancing at his watch, he unzipped his pants and dropped them, sliding his shorts down and releasing his hard member as he moved around to the edge of the bed. What the hell, he had to change them now anyway.

Carrie opened her eyes as if sensing the presence of his naked cock and smiled sexily. She dropped to her hands and knees and crawled over to him, eagerly grasping his stiff shaft and taking him deep into her warm mouth, murmuring her pleasure. James looked down and smiled, then inhaled deeply as her tongue and lips began to slowly make sweet love to his cock.

“Oh, yeah!” he sighed, “Suck it!”

She began to move faster, her hand stroking him as her head bobbed back and forth, saliva drooling from her lips. She loved going down on him and preferred to take her time, but she knew he was pressed for time and was working her best to get him off as fast as possible. He began to move his hips, fucking her hot little mouth even as she pumped him in and out, the tip going into her throat more often than not. Before long, he felt the familiar buzz and gripped her hair, pulling her harder and deeper.

“Oh, fuck!” he gasped, squeezing his eyes shut and thrusting forward. She murmured again and prepared herself to receive his load. A second later, he groaned loudly and she felt his seed shoot onto her tongue. She stopped her movements and concentrated on sucking, swallowing each shot then making sure she got every drop before finally releasing him from her lips, smacking them and grinning up at him.

“Mmm . . . that should hold me for a while,” she said with a smile and a wink.

He shook his head, grinning and chuckling softly as he kicked off his pants and shorts and reached into his suitcase for a fresh pair of boxers. “Don’t ever change, honey,” he said as he pulled his pants back up. She laughed and got up, straightened his tie, then gave him a quick kiss.

“Never,” she said, “I love sucking that big cock of yours.”

He grinned and kissed her again, then picked up his jacket from a hanger. He pulled it on, adjusted it and picked up his laptop and briefcase. She met him at the door and they kissed deeply, his free hand gripping her bare ass and squeezing it. “Meet you in the restaurant at noon, ok?” She nodded and he opened the door. Without even looking to see if anyone else was in the hallway, she rushed out after him and threw her arms around his neck, kissing him one last time. He laughed and looked up and down the fortunately empty hall.

“You are so bad!” he said, grinning and shaking his head. She stepped back into the doorway, blew one more kiss, then closed the door. He turned and walked toward the stairs, thinking for the millionth time that he was one lucky guy.

Carrie closed the door and sighed. Despite masturbating herself to two orgasms, she was still horny as hell. Just the thought of James’ mouth on her pussy was making her wet again and the memory of his cock filling her the night before caused her to push two fingers deep into herself as she leaned against the thick pine door. She closed her eyes, imagining it was him inside her, moving slowly, touching her in so many sensitive areas at the same time. Oh, god, how she loved him. And she loved making love to him.

She let out a sharp cry as she came again, just the thought of their lovemaking enough to trigger another shuddering orgasm. She pulled her wet fingers from her dripping pussy and looked at them, her juices running down them. Almost without thinking, she brought them to her lips and slowly licked the drops from them, tasting her wetness. It wasn’t the first time she’d tasted herself, often sucking James to completion after he’d fucked her. She actually liked her taste and wondered if every woman had her own distinct flavor, like men did. She decided that they must as she slowly sucked her juices from her fingers and made her way to the bathroom.

She stood under the hot water, steam filling the bathroom as it beaded on her skin and ran down her overheated body in long streams. Her mind was still thinking very naughty thoughts and she wondered if she might be able to convince her husband to skip lunch and come back here for a nooner instead.

She rubbed a finger into her pussy and brought it back to her lips. This was making her very hot and she thought back to the discussion her and James often had about bringing another woman into their bed. She’d never been with another woman but loved watching bisexual and lesbian porn, and the L Word was one of her favorite shows. Did all that make her a closet lesbian? She quickly dismissed that thought. She loved the feel of having her pussy stuffed with a big cock and then fucked until she collapsed to a quivering heap way too much to give up men. But bi? Perhaps. Neither of them had ruled out the possibility of a threesome, but agreed it would have to be with the right person. A hooker or some cheap slut they picked up at a bar just wouldn’t feel right. There had to be some kind of connection, but nothing too intimate that might cause complications down the road.

She turned off the shower and walked naked and wet into the room, drying her hair with a towel. She dried off and sat down at the table to do her hair and apply her makeup, leaving getting dressed until last. She loved being naked and took every opportunity to remain so as long as possible, and rarely wore underwear. She finished and went over to her suitcase, unpacking it and placing her things in the closet and dresser. They’d been in too much of hurry to get into bed when they arrived the night before to worry about unpacking. She turned on the coffee maker and unpacked James’ suitcase, her hands lovingly caressing his shorts as she put them away in the drawer.

When she finished, she went over to the window and threw the curtains wide open, completely flooding the room in bright sunlight. She poured herself a cup of coffee and stood in front of the window sipping on it, once again taking in the incredible view. The sky was still mostly a bright blue, but she could see dark clouds gathering over the mountains. It looked like some snow might be coming their way, which she knew wasn’t an unusual occurrence this high in the mountains. Down in the parking lot, she saw people loading things into cars, many with ski racks on the roof. Unfazed by her nakedness and the fact that she was only on the second floor, easily visible to anyone who might happen to look up, she continued to stand there watching them walk back and forth, secretly thrilled that at any moment someone could glance up and see her.

As she stood watching, a black Cherokee pulled into the parking lot and parked directly across from her window. She could see there was only one person in it - a young woman. When she got out and reached into the back seat for two suitcases, she noted that she was quite attractive, with shoulder length blonde hair and tight jeans showing a very trim figure. Her bomber style winter coat covered her upper body, and she found herself wondering if the rest of her body matched her sexy hips and legs. She watched her over the top of her coffee cup as the woman began to walk toward the hotel lobby, wondering why such an attractive woman would be arriving alone at such a romantic getaway. Perhaps she was meeting someone. Yes, that had to be it. There was no way she was staying here alone.

Just before she moved out of her line of sight, the woman paused and looked up at her window. Their eyes met momentarily and she could swear she saw a slight smile on her face before she disappeared under the eaves of the roof. Carrie smiled, a surge of adrenalin passing through her at the knowledge she had been seen.

She finished her coffee and turned from the window, reluctantly picking up the clothes she’d chosen. She wanted to wear her tight jeans, which she knew looked great on her and that James loved, but he’d be wearing a business suit and she thought something a little less casual would be more appropriate for their lunch date. She pulled on a tan skirt that fell a few inches above her knees and a white blouse, leaving the top two buttons undone. No bra, no panties. Her credo was that if she couldn’t be naked, she wasn’t going to wear any more than she had to. She checked herself in the full length mirror, brushing her long hair over her shoulder, then satisfied with her appearance, slipped into a pair of heels and picked up her purse. She still had a couple of hours before lunch, but the lodge had a gift shop that may provide some distraction from her erotically charged thoughts.

She made her way down to the lobby, nodding a greeting to several people she met along the way. She was wondering if she might run into the blonde woman from the parking lot and what her reaction would be if she did. Would she be embarrassed? She thought not, but who knew? She wasn’t a shy person by nature and was comfortable enough with her body that she wasn’t ashamed to be seen naked.

But her curiosity went unanswered as the woman was nowhere to be seen. She went into the gift shop and browsed among the usual touristy offerings of knick-knacks, t-shirts, and mugs portraying mountain scenes and wildlife. Seeing nothing interesting, she left the shop and wandered toward the restaurant, fully aware of the looks she was attracting from the male guests. She pretended not to notice, but loved the idea that men still found her attractive at thirty. She worked hard at the gym to retain her girlish figure and was often told she had the body of a twenty year old.

She entered the restaurant, which had only a few guests at this hour, most having already eaten breakfast and already at the nearby ski slope, and still too early for the lunch crowd. A couple sat in one corner next to the large fieldstone fireplace, which she noted had a real wood burning fire in it, not one of those fake electric or gas models. She chose a table next to the large window where she could once again look out over the mountains and the parking lot. She enjoyed people watching, coming up with little scenarios about their lives and what brought them to this particular place. The waitress appeared and she ordered toast and coffee. There was a newspaper folded on the empty table next to hers and she picked it up, scanning the headlines while she waited for her breakfast.

She was engrossed in a story when the waitress brought her order over and she set the paper down, smiling and thanking the pretty girl. The waitress, whose name tag said her name was Beth, smiled and asked if she needed anything else. Carrie shook her head. She poured cream into her coffee and watched as Beth made her way back to the kitchen, her sweet young hips swaying inside the dark blue knee length skirt she wore.

She suddenly felt eyes on her and glanced to one side. Two tables over, and watching her with an amused smile, sat the blonde woman from the parking lot. She nodded a greeting, then glanced toward Beth as she disappeared through the swinging doors into the kitchen. She looked back over at Carrie and raised her eyebrows as if to say, ‘very cute’. Carrie held her gaze for a moment, then looked down at her hand absently stirring her coffee. Was she flirting with her?

She glanced back up and the woman was now talking with Beth, who’d come back out to bring her a menu and take her order. Trying not to appear too obvious, she took a closer look and noticed that her upper body was indeed as sexy as her long legs in those tight jeans. She had an amazing set of tits, not overly big, but well shaped and sitting high and firm under the tight sweater she wore. Carrie judged her age to be in her mid twenties, and her eyes were a bright blue, easily noticeable even from where she was sitting. Overall, a very attractive woman.

Beth left with the menu in her hand after pouring the woman a cup of coffee. She sipped at it and looked back over to Carrie, who smiled and turned her attention back to the paper. She was certain now that the woman was flirting with her. Enough men had done this for her to recognize it for what it was. The subtle body language, steady look, and warm smile were nothing new, but this was the first time a woman had done it. She went back to the article she was reading earlier, trying to take her mind off the pretty blonde.

A moment later, she sensed someone standing at her table and looked up, expecting it to be the waitress. She was surprised to see it was the blonde woman, smiling and holding her coffee cup.

“Hi,” she said in a sweet voice, then gestured toward the empty chair across from Carrie. “May I?”

“Uh, sure,” Carrie replied, closing her paper. The woman sat and placed her coffee on the table in front of her. She extended a hand across the table.

“I’m Samantha,” she said as Carrie took her hand and shook it, “Sam.”

“Carrie,” a somewhat subdued Carrie replied, forcing a smile.

Sam nodded and looked around the nearly empty dining room before settling her brilliant blue eyes back on Carrie’s. “Are you here alone, too, Carrie?” she asked before taking a sip from her mug. So she was here by herself after all.

Carrie shook her head. “No, I’m here with my husband. He’s in meetings today.” Sam nodded, glancing down at the ring on her left hand, but didn’t say anything. There was a long silence as each of them sipped their coffee and tried not to look nervous.

“So. . . you’re here alone?” Carrie finally asked, anxious to say something to break the increasingly unsettling silence.

Sam took another sip of coffee and nodded. “Yeah.” She paused as if deciding whether or not to say any more, then continued. “It was supposed be a romantic escape with my ex, but he dumped me two weeks ago. It was too late to cancel the reservations so I decided to come anyway .”

Carrie nodded. “I’m sorry,” was all she could think to say. Sam’s piercing eyes held hers for a moment until she had to look away. Beth came over and set a toasted bagel down in front of Sam and refilled their coffee. No one spoke until she’d gone back into the kitchen.

“Don’t be. Sorry, I mean. It’s been over for while now, just neither of us wanted to admit it.” She shrugged. “Life goes on.” Carrie didn’t reply and after a moment Sam leaned closer, picking up her bagel. “Do you like it when people see you naked, Carrie?”

Carrie was stirring her refreshed coffee and looked up suddenly, her heart beating rapidly. Sam was chewing on a mouthful of bagel, but her eyes were locked on Carrie’s. She swallowed hard and felt her face getting hot. Sam merely watched her for another moment, then said, “You have a great body, nothing to be ashamed of.”

Carrie suddenly felt very uncomfortable. This wasn’t like her and she silently cursed herself for being so embarrassed by this pretty woman with the bright inquisitive eyes and the hot body. She could feel herself becoming damp between her legs and was once again surprised that this was making her aroused.

“I . . . I just got out of the shower,” she stammered, her eyes dropping to her coffee cup. She could feel Sam’s smile without looking up.

“I see,” she replied, “And do you always open the curtains and stand there naked after you take a shower?”

Carrie, feeling her bold resolve returning, looked up. She met Sam’s eyes and this time held them. “Sometimes,” she replied, her voice quiet and surprisingly calm.

Sam held her eyes for a moment, then her lips parted in a wide grin. She leaned in closer. “So do I!” she whispered.

Carrie stared at her for a moment, then began to laugh. Sam joined her and the tension was broken. After they stopped laughing, Sam looked around the now deserted room. “So what are your plans for the day while your man is in his meetings?”

Carrie shrugged. “We’re meeting for lunch, then he’ll be busy until around four.” She took another sip of coffee, watching the pretty blonde over the top of her cup. Sam was nodding and picking at the remains of her breakfast. She looked around and then back to Carrie.

“Do you like girls, too?” she asked.

Carrie was momentarily taken aback by her blunt question. Her mouth dropped open and she quickly closed it. “I, uh . . .”

Sam gave a short laugh and smiled warmly. “I’ll take that as a no,” she said. “Relax, I didn’t mean to embarrass you. It’s just . . . I had a feeling about you and we seemed to be getting along so good . . .” She shrugged. “I thought maybe you liked me. Forget I said anything, ok?”

Carrie got over her shock and shook her head. “No, no, it’s not that. You just . . . surprised me, is all.”

Sam’s eyebrows shot up and a hopeful smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. “So you do like women?”

Carrie felt her heart rising into her throat. The cards were on the table now, no more subtle looks and flirtatious double talk. Was she ready for this? Was James ready for this? Or did she just mean the two of them? She realized Sam was watching her, waiting for an answer.

“Well, I, . . . I mean we - James and I - talked about it. I am a little curious.”

Sam took another sip of coffee. “But you’ve never been with a woman.” It wasn’t posed as a question and Carrie chose not to reply. She looked around for the waitress and seeing her at the counter, signaled for another refill. Neither of them spoke as Beth hurried over and filled both of their cups.

When she’d gone, Sam leaned closer and reached across to take Carrie’s hand. “Would you like me to teach you? Show you how wonderful sex with another woman can be?” She gently caressed Carrie’s hand, bringing goose bumps to her flesh. “I think you’re very sexy, Carrie. And beautiful. When I saw you in that window this morning, you took my breath away.”

Carrie had a million thoughts running through her head. She was attracted to Sam, there was no question. But this wasn’t something she could do without talking to James first. That would be cheating and that was something she swore she would never do. She looked up, meeting Sam’s eyes. “I . . . I can’t,” she said, shaking her head, “Not without talking to my husband first.”

Sam sat back and inhaled a deep breath, then expelled it in a long sigh. “I see.” She studied Carrie carefully before speaking again. “So the only way would be if he was there too?”

Carrie shrugged and looked down before looking back up to her. “Maybe. I don’t know. I just know that I won’t cheat on him.”

Sam nodded and gave her a smile. “I understand, honey. And I respect that.” She fished into her purse, took out a piece of paper and a pen, and jotted something onto it. She passed it to her. “Here’s my room number. I’m staying all week.” She stood up and dropped a twenty onto the table. “Breakfast is on me, sweetie. Talk it over with your husband and get back to me, ok?”

Carrie looked at the paper. Room 218. They were in 224. Just down the hall. She looked up and smiled. “Ok, I will.” Sam pursed her lips in a kissing motion and walked across the room, her firm ass looking oh so good in those tight jeans. She glanced back as she turned the corner, giving a quick wave before she disappeared. Carrie looked at the piece of paper again and tucked it into her purse.

She left the restaurant and wandered back out into the lobby, not really having a destination in mind, her mind whirling from what had just happened. She needed to give this some serious thought. Sam seemed ok with having a threesome with them, even though she’d never met James. Maybe she’d finally found the right girl.

She absently went back to the gift shop and wandered the aisles without really looking at anything, her mind miles away. After a while, she looked down at her watch and saw it was almost noon. Time to meet James for lunch. The nooner forgotten, she hurried back to the restaurant and sat at the same table, trying to formulate a way to tell him about Sam and her proposal.

James left the banquet room where he’d given the presentation to his client. It seemed to have gone well and he was hoping to be able to wrap it up by mid-afternoon so he could spend some time in bed with his sexy and very horny wife. It must be the mountain air, he thought as he made his way down the hall, tugging at his tie. She was always a little wild in bed, and usually up for just about anything, but last night and this morning she was like a sex starved nymphomaniac. He just hoped he’d be able to keep up with her for the rest of the week, he thought with a smile.

As he turned the corner into the restaurant, he thought there was a good chance she wouldn’t be there and he’d go back to their room and find her lying naked on the bed waiting for him. Even though he was hungry, he would happily skip lunch to spend an hour making love to her. But he spotted her right away, sitting by the window and looking out, the light from outside partially penetrating the thin white blouse and revealing a silhouette of her slender body under it. As he moved closer, he saw she was wearing a short skirt and knew she would be naked under it, causing his cock to twitch inside his slacks. Damn she was sexy!

She turned as he approached and her face lit up in a smile that literally took his breath away. “Hey! How did the presentation go?”

He leaned down and kissed her before taking off his jacket and sitting down. “Great!” he replied, spreading a napkin on his lap. “I’m pretty sure I sold them on it. We just have to iron out a few details after lunch . . .” He grinned widely and spread his hands, “. . . then I’m all yours!” He leaned across and took her hand. “Please be gentle!”

She giggled girlishly and squeezed his hand, chewing on her lower lip. She shook her head. “Uh-uh! Not a chance!”

He sighed and sat back resignedly. “Ah, the things I have to do. The sacrifices!”

Carrie leaned over and slapped his hands playfully as Beth arrived, glancing with mild curiosity at James. She smiled at them. “Hi again,” she said to Carrie as she placed menus in front of them. They both ordered coffee and James watched her as she walked away. He turned back to Carrie and she was giving him a look.

“What?” he asked, grinning, “Didn’t we agree that I’m allowed to look?”

She raised her eyebrows and tried not to crack a smile, wagging a finger at him. “But don’t touch.” He laughed and shook his head, then leaned forward, taking her small hands in his.

“Baby, I would never cheat on you. Never.” His eyes locked on hers and she knew he meant every word.

“I know,” she replied, equally serious, “and neither would I.”

He smiled but saw something in her eyes and his face became serious again. “Is something wrong?”

She smiled and shook her head. “No, of course not.” He gave her a look that said he didn’t believe her and she sighed, then looked around. “There’s something we need to talk about, but I don’t think this is the place,” she said in a low voice.

He cocked his head, a curious look in his warm brown eyes. “Oh? Can you give me a hint?”

She took a deep breath and looked around again to make sure no one was eavesdropping. “It, uh, concerns something we’ve talked about before.” She paused, her eyes locking on his. “About maybe asking another woman to . . . join us.” She arched an eyebrow and a his face took on a look of sudden comprehension.

“Oh . . . that!” he said, then his brow furrowed. “Why? Did you meet someone?”

She looked around the room again then settled her gaze back on him and nodded. “Maybe.”

He smiled. “I see.” His voice had a playful tone. “And where exactly did you meet this person?”

Just then Beth appeared with the coffee pot. They gave her their lunch order as she filled their cups and she went back into the kitchen. As Carrie watched her go, she caught a glimpse of familiar blonde hair and saw Samantha sitting at a table across the room, watching them with great interest. She quickly averted her eyes back to James, who was watching her expectantly.

“I’m sorry, what did you ask me?” she said, pouring cream into her coffee.

“I asked where you met this woman. And how do you know she’d be up for it?”

Carrie took a sip and added more cream. “I met her here. Earlier. And I know she’d be ‘up for it’, as you put it, because she told me she would be.”

He stared at her for a moment. “Are you telling me that a stranger you’ve never met before came up to you and said, ‘Hey, beautiful! Could I join you and your husband for a little orgy?’”

Carrie laughed shortly and shook her head. “No, not exactly. She wanted me at first and I said I wouldn’t do it without talking to you. Then she said if a threesome was the only way, that was no problem.”

He absorbed this and shook his head. “Wow, that sounds . . .” He seemed to be searching for the right word.

“Unbelievable?” she offered.

“Well, yeah, a little,” he said, the skepticism evident in his voice. “What’s this woman look like, anyway?”

Carrie took another sip. “See that cute blonde sitting alone by the fireplace?” James casually made a pass of the room, never resting his gaze in any one spot. He looked back at her, his eyes telling her that he saw her and found her as attractive as she did. “Her name is Samantha. She gave me her room number and said to let her know what we decide.”

James said nothing for a long time while Carrie swirled the remaining coffee around the bottom of her cup. Finally he leaned back and stroked his chin, eyeing her thoughtfully. “You’re really serious about this, aren’t you?”

She looked up and met his eyes, then shrugged. “Maybe, I don’t really know.” She inhaled deeply and swallowed the remains of her coffee. “We always said that with the right person, it could happen.”

He nodded slowly, still stroking his chin. “And you think she might be the right person?”

Again Carrie shrugged, then leaned back and studied his face. His expression was solemn, but she could see the familiar twinkle in his eye that told her he was definitely interested and that the ball was in her court. “I’m not saying we should jump right into bed with her, but maybe we could get to know her and see what happens.”

Just then Beth arrived with her ever present smile and sweet demeanor and set their lunch on the table. They said nothing while she went to get the coffee pot to refill their cups and James gave her a dazzling smile and told her they were fine when she asked if they needed anything else. She returned his smile with a slight blush and went to clear another table, sneaking the occasion glimpse over her shoulder at him.

Carrie noticed this and instead of being upset, grinned with amusement. “I believe you have an admirer,” she said, tilting her head toward the cute waitress. James glanced over at her then returned his gaze to Carrie, his mouth curling in a smile.

“Right. I can barely handle you. Someone that young would kill me for sure!”

She laughed at that and shook her head. “That’s probably true,” she joked, “You’re an old man don’t forget!” He was only two years older than she was, but it was a fact she never allowed him to forget with her constant playful teasing. The truth was he could satisfy her like no other man and she considered herself lucky to have found him.

He chuckled and picked up his BLT, taking a huge bite out of it. Carrie glanced over to where Sam had been sitting, but her table was empty, with only a plate with a napkin crumpled on it and an empty glass to indicate it had been recently occupied. She instinctively looked over to the cashier but no one was there. She must have slipped out shortly after they’d seen her. They ate in relative silence for a few minutes, each lost in their own thoughts. James finished his sandwich and leaned back, tossing his napkin to his plate.

“So, what should we do about your new friend?” He looked over at her, and his expression told her that he at least wanted to explore the possibility.

“Well,” she replied slowly, leaning forward, “Why don’t I find her while you’re in your meeting and get to know her a little better? Then we can talk about it tonight, maybe meet for drinks or something.”

“Or something?” His eyebrows shot up and his eyes twinkled.

Carrie laughed nervously. “She seemed to be mainly interested in me. What if she wants to . . . you know. . . just the two of us first? Would you be ok with that?”

He thought for a moment before answering. “I think I would,” he said thoughtfully, then grinned and added, “I mean, you would have to screen her performance. A noble sacrifice on your part!” Carrie shot him a dirty look and tossed her balled up napkin at him. He threw it back playfully, then his expression and tone became serious. “It’s not like you’d be sneaking around behind my back. And it isn’t with another guy. I would definitely have a problem with that.”

She nodded, wondering what had prompted her to even ask him that question. Maybe she subconsciously wanted to make love with another woman and was looking for permission to do just that. She admitted to herself that Sam’s offer to teach her had certainly piqued her interest. James continued. “If that’s what you and her decide, then ok.” He took her hand. “Just promise me you won’t fall in love with her and leave me.”

She smiled and squeezed his hand. “Not a chance, lover. You’re stuck with me.”

He gave her that boyish grin that made her knees weak and kissed her hand, then glanced at his watch. “I better be going. With any luck I’ll be able to wrap up early, but you never can tell with these things. If I run late, I’ll call you, ok?” She nodded and they stood up. They embraced and kissed quickly, then he picked up the check and went over to the cashier. She blew him a kiss goodbye then went out into the lobby, her eyes searching the crowd for blonde hair. But Sam had apparently disappeared. She decided to go back to their room to give this some more thought.

She climbed the wide curving staircase to the second floor and walked along the carpeted hallway toward their room. This part of the lodge didn’t have log walls like their room and the dining room did. Instead, the interior walls were of pine boards with dark knots dotting the glossy varnished surface. Pictures of wildlife and nature scenes were spaced between every knotty pine door and wall sconces cast a warm glow along the length of the hall, giving the place the feel of a private residence rather than a hotel.

As she passed the doors, she found herself checking the room numbers, odd on the left, even on the right. She passed 215, then 216, 217 . . . She paused. The next room was 218 - Sam’s room. Would she be in there and if she knocked on her door, what would she say? She hesitated a second longer, then began to walk past, her momentary bravery suddenly evaporating.

She quickly made her way to her door and was digging in her purse for her key when a noise caught her attention. She looked up and saw Sam standing at her open door, still wearing the same tight jeans and sweater she’d had on earlier. She was smiling and didn’t seem at all surprised to find Carrie in the hallway.

“Hi,” she said, starting toward her. Carrie forgot about the key in her purse and tried to smile.

“Oh, hi, Sam,” she said, her voice wavering. She stood there watching the attractive blonde walk toward her, her hips swaying and her breasts barely moving under the tight sweater. She swallowed hard and waited until Sam stopped next to her, her blue eyes glittering with an alluring light. “H . . . how are you?”

Sam ignored her question, letting her eyes move over Carrie’s body before locking onto her bottle green eyes. “Your husband is very good looking,” she said, her piercing blue eyes seeming to look into her very soul. Carrie simply stood still, not moving or speaking. “Is he as good in bed as he is to look at?” She leaned in closer until her lips brushed Carrie’s ear, her warm breath sending shivers down her spine. “Does he make you cum over and over until it feels like you’re going to pass out from pleasure?” She pulled her lips from her ear and turned her head so their faces were only inches apart. “Because I know I can make you cum again, . . . and again, . . . and again, . . . until you beg me to stop. But I won’t. I’ll keep you cumming so hard you may never want to fuck a man ever again.”

Carrie was speechless. Sam’s come on had taken her completely by surprise and she hadn’t felt such strong sexual tension since the first time she’d had sex. The pretty blonde pulled back and studied her eyes for a moment before speaking. “I saw you both checking me out in the restaurant so I’m guessing you asked him about me.”

Carrie nodded, dropping her eyes and fidgeting nervously with the clasp of her small purse. “Yes,” she said quietly, “I asked him.”

Sam continued to stare at her. “And . . .?”

Carrie took a deep breath. She was nervous, scared, and excited all at once. Somehow she found her voice and managed not to let it waver too much. “He said . . . that if I wanted to try it alone with you first, it was ok.” She looked up and saw a smile forming on Sam’s face. “He wants to meet later, for drinks.”

Sam nodded, then leaned in and lightly kissed her on the lips. “Then come to my room, baby,” she whispered softly, so close that her lips touched Carrie’s when she spoke. “Let me make love to you like only a woman can.” Before Carrie fully realized what was happening, Sam had taken her by the hand and was leading her to her room. She offered no resistance, following in an almost trance-like state as Sam led her through the door and closed it softly behind her.

Carrie looked around. The room was identical to theirs except for a different bedspread and curtains. She absently dropped her purse onto the table by the door and felt hands on her shoulders, kneading them gently. Her hands dropped to her sides and she closed her eyes, enjoying the soft touch of Sam’s soothing fingers. She could feel herself becoming very damp between her legs and wondered if Sam could smell the scent of her excited sex. It seemed very strong in her own nostrils and wondered if it was just her imagination or if her body was giving away her desires to this strong willed woman.

She felt warm breath on her neck followed quickly by soft lips leaving kisses on her skin, then delicate hands pushing her blouse aside so she could move along part of her shoulders. She heard herself murmur something and the hands moved from her shoulders around to the buttons of her blouse. She allowed her to undo them, simply enjoying her touch and warm kisses. When she had enough undone to allow her access to Carrie’s firm breasts, her hand moved inside and began to lightly tease her nipples. Carrie gasped and Sam’s breath was once again in her ear.

“Ooo, sensitive nipples,” she whispered, her breath now coming in short pants, “I’ve made women cum just by playing with their nipples.” She pinched one, causing Carrie to gasp. “Do you want me to make you cum, Carrie?”

Overcome by the feel of Sam’s gentle hands caressing her breasts and her warm breath in her ear, Carrie fond herself torn between two emotions. Her obvious lust and desire to make love with the beautiful woman fondling her breasts was strong and the dampness on her bare pussy lips confirmed her arousal. She wanted to give in; allow Samantha to have her way with her and fulfill her promise of a long, intense orgasm.

But then James entered her mind and her erotically charged lesbian fantasy was replaced by his warm smile and the way he made love to her, and she hesitated. Yes, he had given her his ok to do what she wanted with Sam, but was that only to please her? She couldn’t help but put herself in his position and try to picture him with someone else. She couldn’t imagine herself doing it.

Sam’s fingers were pinching her hard nipples and massaging her firm breasts and it felt so good, but suddenly very wrong. She brought her hands up and lay them over Sam’s, then slowly pulled them from her breasts. Sam’s lips brushed her ear again.

“What’s wrong, baby?” she breathed, “Don’t you like that?”

Carrie wriggled from her embrace and turned to her, her trembling fingers fumbling with the buttons of her blouse. She looked down, then slowly lifted her face to Sam’s.

“I . . .I’m sorry,” she mumbled. “I can’t do this.” She pushed past Sam and started toward her purse on the table by the door, but she felt a hand on her arm, gentle, yet firm. She stopped and turned again to face the attractive blonde.

“What is it? Am I moving too fast?”

Carrie shook her head as she hurriedly fastened the last button. “Maybe . . .I don’t know. It’s just that . . .” She paused and took a breath, finally looking up into Samantha’s bright blue eyes. She could see the disappointment in them, mixed with concern. “. . .I keep thinking of James, and even though he said this was ok, I still feel like I’m cheating on him.” Sam simply looked at her without replying and eventually Carrie turned to the door, taking the knob in her hand.

“What if he were here too?” Sam asked before she could open the door. “Would that be ok?”

Carrie paused, her hand still clutching the doorknob. She felt Sam’s gentle hand on her shoulder. “I really like you, Carrie. And I think we could be wonderful together.” Carrie didn’t turn around, but she didn’t open the door either. She felt Sam’s grip tighten and turned her around, lifting her face up to look at her. “Why don’t we keep that date for drinks and talk it over, all three of us. Please don’t give up on this, sweetie. If you do, you’ll spend the rest of your life wondering ‘what if’.”

Carrie thought about it for a second, then nodded. “All right.”

Sam’s smile returned. She cupped Carrie’s cheek in her palm, then leaned in and planted a soft kiss on her lips. “Ok. How about if we meet in the bar at eight?” Carrie nodded and mumbled an affirmative. Sam reached down and pulled the door open for her. “Ok, honey. I’ll see you then.”

Carrie turned to go and Sam’s hand pulled her to face her once again. “I respect your commitment to your husband, Carrie. If you decide this is too much, please don’t feel bad about it, ok?” She gave her one of her sweet smiles and Carrie managed a small one in return.

“Thank you,” she whispered, and quickly went out into the hall.

Sam closed the door and sighed heavily. She went over to the window and looked out at the lake. The blue sky of that morning had been replaced by thick gray clouds and already a few snowflakes were starting to flutter around the window pane. The parking lot had only a few vehicles in it because of the threat of the approaching storm and as she watched the thickening snow she wondered if there was any hope of bringing the pretty brunette into her bed.

Her hand stroked her breast, then she dropped it to the button of her jeans. She quickly had them unzipped and slipped her fingers into her panties, closing her eyes as she contacted her clit and began to massage it slowly. This would take care of her immediate needs, but she needed the touch of another person, preferably a woman. Suddenly her eyes opened and a smile crept across her face. Maybe there was another option.

Carrie walked quickly to her room, fumbling for the key as she walked. Her hands trembled as she inserted the key in the lock and opened the door. She tossed her purse on the dresser and went over to the window, her fingers toying with the buttons of her blouse as she stared absently out at the gathering clouds. She took a deep breath to try and stop herself from shaking. What had she nearly done? She loved her husband so much it hurt her to think she may have almost jeopardized the amazing relationship they shared. So what if had given her his assent? It still felt wrong not to have him there. Perhaps things would be different tonight. She was still very much attracted to the cute blonde down the hall and hoped her little moment of doubt hadn’t completely ruined the chances of them getting together.

She went into the bathroom and started a bath, then went out to the small refrigerator and took out one of the bottles of wine they’d brought along. She poured herself a glass, then quickly slipped out of her clothes and went back into the bathroom, sipping on the wine. As she sank into the warm water, she felt all the stress start to melt away and closed her eyes, lying her head against a rolled up towel. If she could just relax and think, she was sure she could work it out.

James smiled and shook the hands of the clients as they wrapped up the presentation. It had gone as well as he’d hoped and he now had the signed contract safely tucked away in his briefcase. His train of thought had been constantly interrupted all afternoon by the thoughts of what his wife and the pretty blond might be doing together and more than once he’d had to concentrate to prevent himself from growing a hard-on during the meeting. Would Carrie have the courage to actually spend the afternoon in bed with another woman? She had always been willing to entertain any new sexual games or positions he’d ever come up with, and while a few didn’t work out, most did. As a result, their sex life was always exciting and never the same boring routine, whether it was sex in public or simply a new position one of them had heard or read about. She was without a doubt the most sexually liberal woman he had ever been with. Surely another woman would be just another new adventure for her.

As the clients made their way out of the meeting room and the hotel staff began to clean up the food trays and drink glasses, he closed his laptop and nodded a greeting to an attractive dark haired woman in one of the hotel’s knee length blue skirts and white blouse. She smiled warmly at him and he caught just a hint of a lacy white bra inside her partially unbuttoned blouse as she bent over to pick up the dishes. As he made his way out the door, he could feel his cock starting to grow at the idea of Carrie’s little tryst and hoped she would still be ready for a good fuck before dinner.

As he climbed the stairs to the second floor, he glanced at his watch. Four-forty-five. He’d hoped to wrap up the meeting earlier, but you never could tell about these things. At least that gave Carrie plenty of time to finish up with Samantha and hopefully be waiting to tell him all about it as he plunged his cock deep inside her tight pussy, still wet from Sam’s tongue.

He reached the landing and started the seemingly long walk down the carpeted hall to their room. He hadn’t taken more than a few strides when a door opened just a few doors from theirs and a familiar figure stepped out into the hall and pulled the door closed behind her. She was wearing one of the hotel’s blue skirts and when she turned toward him, he recognized her as Beth, the waitress from the restaurant. She stopped suddenly when she saw him and he saw her face blush a deep red.

“Well, hello there,” he said as he came closer, noting that she had just come out of room 218.

“Uh . . .hi,” she stammered, trying to give him a smile. He could see now that she was very nervous and her clothes and hair were slightly disheveled. He quickly put two and two together and smiled at the pretty young girl.

“Relax, honey, I won’t tell,” he said with a wink, nodding toward the door she’d just came out of.

She gave him a nervous smile, her large brown eyes transmitting her thanks. He turned as she hurried down the hall and down the steps, watching her sexy ass under the tight skirt until she was out of sight. He chuckled to himself and reached into his pocket for his room key, wondering what lucky guest had seduced the cute waitress.

He opened the door and stepped in, looking around for Carrie. He saw her crumpled skirt and blouse on the floor and loosened his tie. “Carrie?” No answer. He went over to the half closed bathroom door and tapped on it, pushing it open. “Honey? Are you here?

As the door swung open, he saw her lying in the bathtub, her eyes closed and her bare breasts rising and falling as she slept. He went over quietly and sat on the edge of the tub, watching her sleep for a long moment before reaching out and caressing her cheek softly.

“Carrie?”

She stirred at his touch and when he spoke her name, her eyes fluttered open. She seemed a little disorientated for a second, then looked up at him.

“James! Oh, I must have dozed off! What time is it?”

He chuckled and gently squeezed her firm breast. “Needed a little rest after a busy afternoon?” he asked, his eyes sparkling as he grinned down at her.

She looked away, then slowly shook her head. “I . . .I couldn’t do it,” she said quietly, then gave him a run-down of what had happened with Samantha. When she finished, she looked up at him, her hand resting on his knee. “It just didn’t feel right without you.”

He smiled, leaned down, and kissed her. She responded immediately, her hand going to his head and holding his mouth to hers as her tongue snaked into his mouth. Just his nearness, his scent, was making her wet and all she wanted at that moment was for him to take her to the bed and make love to her. They continued to kiss for another moment, then James pulled back and reached both hands down to her. She took his hands and he pulled her to her feet, the water streaming down her naked body and making him hard almost instantly. He helped her gingerly step over the side of the tub, then pulled her wet body to his, kissing her deeply as the front of his suit became wet from her dripping body.

Suddenly, he reached down and picked her up, still kissing her, and carried her out into the main room. He stopped before the bed and broke off the kiss, giving her a stern look.

“So you couldn’t fuck another woman, huh?” He glared at her, his eyes twinkling playfully.

Carrie, recognizing his role playing persona, immediately slipped into her character of the submissive slut.

“I . . .I’m sorry,” she mumbled, lowering her eyes. “I tried . . .” she said apologetically, “. . .but I just couldn’t do it.”

He shook his head and sighed, then threw her roughly onto the bed. “Then I guess I’m going to have to punish you. You know I wanted you to fuck her so you’d be ready when we all got together later.”

Carrie crawled to her knees on the bed and bowed her head. “I deserve to be punished,” she murmured in a low voice, “I failed you.”

He stepped closer to the bed and unfastened his belt. “You can start by sucking my cock,” he told her, standing with his hands at his sides.

Carrie crawled over to him and began to unfasten his pants. She pulled them down, then his boxers, and pulled out his hard cock. She looked up at him and he nodded. She gripped his hard member and slowly took it into her mouth, sucking hard as she did.

“More,” he said, placing a hand on the back of her head, “I want you to take it all, you disobedient little slut.”

He pushed her head forward, forcing the tip of his cock into her throat. He heard her gag, but knew she could easily handle his full length. This, he knew, was her favorite type of role-play and she often came just from sucking him while he treated her like this.

He watched as his beautiful naked wife took his entire length, her nose bumping against his trimmed pubic hair. She began to move back and forth, gagging sounds coming from deep in her throat as she pumped his cock in and out of her hot little mouth.

“Mmmm,” he murmured, pushing her hair from her face, “that’s good, my little slut. You like sucking my big cock, don’t you?” Carrie managed a nod without breaking her rhythm. “When you finish sucking me, I’m going to fuck you until you beg me to stop, then I’m going to cum all over that pretty face and watch you lick it up and swallow it.” She raised her eyes upward and nodded again, his thick cock still between her luscious lips.

She kept this up for a few more minutes while he took off his coat, tie and shirt until he recognized from her body language that her jaw was getting tired, then he pushed her back onto the bed. “All right, slut, turn around and give me that pussy.”

Carrie spun around and knelt on the bed on all fours while he kicked off his pants and shorts. He looked down at his naked wife, her ass pointing up at him while her face was buried in the covers of the bed. He reached out and gave her ass a solid slap and she cried out. He slapped her again and this time she moaned and whimpered, wriggling her reddening ass. He grabbed her cheeks and spread them wide, opening her pink pussy, swollen and dripping with her juices. Her tiny puckered asshole was looking straight up at him and he dipped a finger into her wet snatch, then rubbed it over her little rosebud. Carrie moaned and turned her head to one side, eyes closed. He continued to rub her back door, spreading more and more of her wetness over it.

“Would you like me to fuck you in that tight little ass, you horny bitch?” he teased, pressing his finger against her hole.

“Oh . . .” she moaned, “If that’s what you deem to be my punishment.” She gasped as he inserted his finger into her tight asshole. At the same time, he slid the tip of his cock along her wet lips, causing her to moan louder and push back, trying to force him to penetrate her pussy.

“Please . . .” she moaned, “. . .please fuck me now. I don’t care where. I just need to feel your cock inside me!”

He smiled and pushed his finger deeper into her tight little ass, causing her to grunt and grip the sheets. “I’ll fuck you when and where I want to, whore.” He reached down and grabbed her long hair, pulling her head up. “Do you understand?”

She attempted a nod, but he was holding her hair too tight. Not enough to actually hurt her - he knew her limits well - but enough to cause her some discomfort. “Y . . .yes, I . . .understand. I’m sorry.”

He leaned over her, his cock slipping between her labia. “Good. Don’t forget who is in charge here.”

She moaned as he pressed harder, pushing into her warm, wet pussy. She could feel him spreading her wider as he sank deeper, and his finger began to push in and out of her distended asshole, going deeper each time until he was fucking her with the entire length. She was in ecstasy, his cock finally fucking her while he diddled with her ass. Anal was a fairly recent addition to their sexual games, and she had only taken his cock a few times, but she was quickly learning to love it. The combination of his cock in her pussy and his finger in her ass was quickly bringing her to the brink of orgasm and she knew it would be a good one.

James began to move a little faster, thrusting deep into her until his pelvis met with the curve of her ass. She could feel his heavy ball sac slapping against her clit and his hand tugging on her hair was almost too much. She felt herself starting to cum, her body tensing and her pussy tightening around his thrusting cock. He must have felt it too because he began to slam harder into her, moving faster and faster. She began a long wail as her climax built and released. He continued his assault, their bodies slamming together almost in a blur. The room was filled with slapping of their sweaty skin and their gasping breaths, combined with Carrie’s increasingly louder moans.

She came for what seemed an eternity. His jack-hammer thrusts kept her cumming again and again until she lost count. It seemed unbelievable that he was able to last as long as he did, but he had always been an amazing lover, and never failed to pleasure her before he finally came. Finally, she felt his thrusts slowing and could hear his moans over her own from somewhere in the foggy depths of her barely conscious mind. A few seconds later, his finger was pulled from her rectum and then his cock was torn from her spasming pussy. She felt his hands on her waist and knew what to do.

Quickly, she spun around and presented her face to him while he stroked his wet cock. She looked up at him; at the grim look of concentration on his flushed face, then down at the swollen purple tip of his cock as he pumped it, pointing it at her face. He reached out with his other hand and grabbed her hair, yanking back until she was looking up at him, her mouth open to receive his load.

“Oh yeah, you fucking slut, I’m gonna cum all over that pretty face. Open wide!”

Carrie tried to open her mouth wider, pushing her tongue out just as he closed his eyes and groaned. A second later she felt his hot seed shooting into her face and closed her eyes. He came a lot, covering her face and depositing a good amount in her mouth and on her tongue. When he finally finished, he placed the tip of his cock against her lips and she eagerly sucked it in as he wiped gobs of thick semen from her face and eyelids. She opened her eyes and looked up at him as she took his seeping cock into her mouth and sucked until she had every drop, then swallowed it and licked him clean, her face streaked with his cum.

He smiled down at her and stroked her hair. “Holy fuck, baby, you are so good at that! Are you sure I’m not being too rough?”

She gave his cock one final lick, then sat back shaking her head. “No way! I love it!”

He chuckled and wiped another splatter of cum from her cheek. She grabbed his hand sucked his cummy finger into her mouth, cleaning the cum from it, then smacked her lips and grinned. “Mmm, you had pineapple juice, didn’t you?” They had both discovered that if he drank pineapple juice before sex, it made his cum taste sweeter.

He nodded and smiled sheepishly. “I had a feeling something like this might happen.”

Carrie laughed and wiped some more from her face, then licked it from her fingers. “Oh, you did, huh?”

He helped her to her feet and pulled her close. “Call me crazy, but I think you are one horny chick!”

She kissed him quickly, her hand going down and pinching his firm ass. “I just can’t help myself around you, lover,” she whispered. They kissed long and deep for a moment, then Carrie pulled away and glanced over at the clock. It was nearly six o’clock. “If we’re going to meet Samantha at eight, we should get dressed and go for dinner.”

They both went into the bathroom and she cleaned off her face while he started the shower. James went over to her and kissed her again. “We should go over some ground rules, too.” She gave him a questioning look. “You know, what we’re each ok with the other doing, stuff like that.”

Carrie nodded. “You mean, would I be ok if you fucked her?”

He shrugged. “It would be good to know because chances are it’s going to come up.”

Carrie thought for a minute, then met his eyes. “I know you love me, baby, and I know that tonight is just about sex. What we have is more, and whatever happens tonight isn’t going to change the way I feel about you. I love you too much to allow that to happen, and I trust you implicitly.”

He stroked her cheek as steam began to fill the room. “I love you so much, Carrie, and I trust you too. This will be a great adventure, nothing more.”

She smiled and kissed him, then took his hand and led him into the shower.

Samantha had been sitting at the bar for about half an hour. It was almost eight now and she was watching the door, hoping that Carrie hadn’t changed her mind. The little tryst with Beth after Carrie had left her all hot and bothered that afternoon had quenched her fire somewhat, and while the pretty young girl had been a very willing and competent partner, Carrie was the one she truly desired. Her husband was also very hot and it had been some time since she’d enjoyed a threesome. Hopefully, that would soon change.

She sipped at her drink, only her second, and politely turned down an offer to join a group of people at one table that were one girl short for three couples. She smiled to herself, thinking one of the girls might be lucky enough to get double-teamed instead, then chuckled to herself. She was such a perv sometimes!

At a few minutes after eight, the door opened and James stepped in with Carrie holding his arm. He was wearing a pair of khaki slacks and an off white shirt, while Carrie wore a very short black mini skirt and white blouse. Every male head in the room turned as they crossed the room and her sexy attire gave Samantha a glimmer of hope that things would come to fruition. She licked her lips and felt the familiar surge of adrenalin at the anticipation of a new sexual experience. She waved at them and smiled as they saw her and came over to her.

“Hey, there! You decided to come!” she said, standing up from her bar stool.

Carrie returned her smile, although somewhat nervously. “Samantha, this is my husband, James.”

James held out his hand and Sam shook it, then indicated an empty table in the corner. “Why don’t we sit over there where we can talk.” They all made their way over to the table and after giving their drink orders to the waitress, sat quietly. Finally Samantha took the initiative.

“I know this can be a little awkward at first,” she said, reaching out to touch Carrie’s hand, “but we’ll soon get over the initial weirdness and once we all get naked . . .” she grinned, “we’re gonna have a great time!” Her eyes sparkled with excitement as they moved from Carrie to James, then back to Carrie.

“This is all new to us,” Carrie explained, “but it’s something we’ve wanted to do for a while now.”

James nodded and took over. “Yes, we just needed to find the right person.”

Samantha chewed on her lip. “And you think that I’m that person?”

James and Carrie exchanged a look, then Carrie nodded. “I believe so. You’re experienced with women, and you seemed to have no problem with inviting James to join in so I’m guessing you’ve done that before too.”

Samantha took a sip of her drink and laughed softly, nodding. “Yes, you guess correctly.” She looked up at them and her expression grew more serious. “But I don’t do this all the time, and not with just anyone who asks. I’m very particular about who I invite into my bed.” Her face softened. “I just wanted you both to know that.”

James nodded approvingly. “Thank you. That means a lot.” Carrie smiled and nodded her agreement.

They sat there for about an hour, getting to know one another a little better and having a few drinks to relax. Samantha asked if there was anything they would be uncomfortable with and after a short pause, they both shook their heads. If they were going to do this, they wanted the full experience. Who knew if they would have another opportunity anytime soon.

After they’d all finished their third drinks, James looked at the two beautiful women and said, “Are we ready to do this?”

Sam looked at Carrie and she nodded. They all got up and James went to the bar to pay the tab while the two women went out into the lobby. Samantha took Carrie’s hand and turned to face her. “This is going to be a night you won’t forget, baby,” she whispered, leaning in to kiss her briefly.

Carrie, feeling a little nervous despite the three Long Island iced teas she’d had, only smiled and nodded. A moment later James rejoined them and they made their way up the stairs to the second floor. They had agreed to use Samantha’s room and when James saw the room number, he smiled to himself. So this was the lucky “guy” who had seduced the cute waitress earlier.

Samantha opened the door and stepped aside to allow them in first. They went in and she closed the door behind them, then went over to the mini bar. “Would you guys like another drink first?” James took a scotch but Carrie said no, explaining that she had already reached her limit with the wine and drinks at the bar.

They sat around chatting, with Carrie sitting close to James on the edge of the bed while Samantha sat in the wing back chair a few feet away. She crossed her long legs as she sipped at her drink, her soft blue eyes moving back and forth from James to Carrie as they talked about this and that - small talk that they hoped would ease the sexual tension they all felt at one level or another.

Finally, Samantha set her drink down and unfolded her long legs. She stood up and came over in front of them, looking from one to the other. Carrie looked up at her, then lowered her eyes nervously and leaned closer to her husband. James, despite the enviable position he now found himself in, was surprised at his own trepidation in closing the deal, so to speak. Here he had two gorgeous, horny women who wanted to have sex with him - and each other - and he was actually having second thoughts!

Samantha seemed to sense their reluctance and reached out a hand to each of them, smiling warmly.

“It’s ok to be a little nervous,” she said as each of them took her offered hand after a few seconds of hesitation. She smiled warmly as they stood up with her. “I know this is all new to you and I promise to make it as comfortable and exciting as possible.” She kissed each of them briefly on the lips and grinned. “I promise you’re gonna love it!”

Carrie, feeling some relief at her encouraging words, looked over at James, taking his hand. He turned to her and they smiled at one another, then kissed. It was just a soft, lingering peck on the lips at first, then they began to take it further, kissing deeper. Tongues became involved and hands roamed.

Samantha smiled and watched as they made out like two lovestruck school kids, so wrapped up in one another that they seemed to forget she was even there. Her eyes moved up and down, taking in the sexy curves of Carrie’s hot body in the tight skirt, then she studied James closer. While Carrie had been her main focus for the evenings activities, the more she got to know her handsome and charming husband, the more she liked him. He looked like he had an athlete’s body under his modest but stylish clothes and she couldn’t wait to get his shirt off and see for herself. And if he was even half as good in bed as Carrie had insinuated, this was going to be a very interesting night!

She allowed them to finish their kiss, then moved closer as they pulled apart, her arms around each of their shoulders and her face as close as theirs were to one another. She looked into James’ eyes for a moment, then Carrie’s. Carrie licked her lips nervously, but before she had a chance to move or say anything, Samantha’s lips were pressed to hers and her tongue probed at her soft lips. At first, Carrie’s only response was to tense up, but Sam persisted and after a few seconds, she relaxed and began returning the kiss, parting her lips to allow Sam’s tongue into her mouth.

James watched in fascination, his face only inches from theirs, as his sexy wife kissed the hot blonde passionately. He felt his already hard cock twitch at the sight, amazed at how much it turned him on to watch his wife with another woman. Samantha’s sexy body was pressing against his and he could feel the soft flesh of her breast against his chest.

They continued the kiss for maybe thirty seconds, then Samantha broke it off and gave Carrie a quick peck, smiling at her. “Mmm, I love your kisses!” she whispered, planting one more on her wet lips. “Would it be ok if . . .?” She tilted her head toward James. Carrie looked over at him, then back to Sam and nodded. Sam grinned and turned to James, moving in quickly to kiss him hard, her tongue pushing into his mouth.

James, surprised by her sudden advances, took a few seconds to respond, then began to kiss her hungrily, sucking on her tongue and pushing his own into her mouth. After all these years with Carrie, this was the first time he had ever kissed another woman and the feeling was . . .well, different. In a good way. As their tongues lashed together, he wondered how much different her pussy would feel and felt himself grow so hard he thought he may burst out of his pants.

Carrie watched her husband kissing her and couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy, even as Sam’s hand caressed the back of her neck while she was doing it. They pulled apart after a few seconds, leaving them both a little breathless. Sam ran her hands down each of their backs and settled on their asses, giving each a little squeeze.

“Why don’t you . . .,” she said, turning to Carrie, “. . .introduce me to your husband’s big cock.” She grinned at James. “We can both go down and say hello!”

Carrie looked to James as if seeking his approval, but he only grinned and nodded at the sexy blonde. “Oh, yeah!” he replied, his eyes sparkling.

Sam laughed and kissed them both again, then reached down and began to undo his pants. Carrie watched her, trying to quell the jealous feeling by telling herself this was only sex. James loved her, and he promised that wouldn’t change. As Samantha began to work his pants down, she resolved herself to stop feeling jealous and just enjoy the experience.

Sam let James’ slacks drop around his ankles and looked down at the huge tent in his boxers. She let out a low whistle and looked up at Carrie, grinning. “Holy crap, girl! I see now why you married him!”

Carrie giggled and James felt his face getting hot. He knew he was a little above average, though not what you would call huge. He was a little uncomfortable being scrutinized and was relieved when Sam turned her lustful gaze to his wife.

“Maybe you and I should do this topless,” she suggested with a wink. Carrie grinned and reached for the hem of her shirt. Even under these extraordinary circumstances, she was comfortable being naked and had no problem baring her breasts for the hot blonde. She quickly had her top off and Samantha licked her lips as her eyes traveled over her full tits with the rock-hard nipples. “Oh, wow, those are gorgeous!” she exclaimed, reaching out to cup one. Carrie sighed as her fingers touched her areola, making slow, delicate circles around her engorged nipples.

James watched silently, his pants crumpled around his ankles and his cock making a wet spot on his boxers. Samantha seemed to come out of a daze and grinned, then pulled her own top off, shaking her hair free as she did. Her breasts spilled out, quivering slightly as they settled high on her chest, her nipples pointing upward. She teasingly licked a finger, then began to rub it around, then over her swollen nubs, smiling at each of them as she did. “I love having my nipples played with . . .and sucked,” she breathed, closing her eyes as a look of serene pleasure enveloped her pretty face.

Carrie watched her for a few seconds, then looked over at James, who quickly averted his eyes from Sam’s perky breasts. He smiled feebly at her and she laughed, trying to show him that it was ok for him to admire their new friend’s tits. She certainly was.

Sam opened her eyes and looked back down at James’ throbbing hardon inside his boxers, the growing wet spot clearly visible. She looked over at Carrie and grinned. “Somebody wants some attention!” she said with a little girlish giggle. She grasped Carrie’s hand and dropped to her knees

before him, pulling her down with her. She reached up and hooked her fingers in the waistband of his shorts and began to work them down over his erect cock.

Carrie watched as another woman slowly exposed her husband’s thick, hard cock; hers alone for the past eight years. Now here she was, sharing her man with this beautiful and exciting woman, and it felt incredibly erotic. As the soft purple head emerged, then, inch by inch his rough shaft, she licked her lips in anticipation of having him in her mouth again. She truly loved sucking his cock and giving him the pleasure she knew he experienced from it. Samantha was slowly lowering his boxers, her eyes glued to his hard phallus and her tongue moving almost unconsciously across her lips.

When she finally pulled them low enough to fully release him, his cock was pointing straight out at them, his balls heavy and his scant pubic hair curling around the base. Samantha looked up at him and took him in her hand.

“Mmm, I bet you taste good!” she said, then quickly parted her lips and sucked the head into her mouth, rolling her tongue across it like a lollipop. James sighed and looked down at the two women kneeling before him. Carrie was watching Sam suck on his cock, taking nearly half of it into her mouth before releasing it and passing it to her. “Your turn, sweetie,” she said with a wink.

Carrie took him in her hand and pressed her lips to the soft tip, her tongue poking out and licking up a drop of precum before plunging him into her mouth, sucking hard and pumping him with her hand. James moaned and she felt a small taste of satisfaction that she was able to get more of a reaction from him than Sam had. Of course, she’d had eight years to learn what turned him on, but it was still a good feeling.

They began to switch off, each taking him for a minute at a time. James began to feel himself inching closer and closer to release. The idea of two beautiful women taking turns blowing him combined with their different styles was one of the most erotic things he could ever remember doing. Trying to hold himself off as long as possible, he began to think of something else - his presentation that afternoon, the increasingly stormy weather outside, meeting Beth exiting Sam’s room that afternoon. Oh shit.

He looked down to see Carrie now had him deep in her throat while Samantha held her hair back with one hand while cradling his balls with the other. This was too much. No man could withstand this kind of pleasure for very long without exploding.

“Oh, fuck . . .!” he gasped, feeling his balls tighten.

Carrie knew exactly what was about to happen and Sam seemed to as well. “Pull off!” she urged, “Let him cum on our faces!” Carrie pulled his cock from her lips, her hand pumping it steadily while they both looked up at him, their mouths open. “Come on, baby!” Sam whispered, “Let us have it!”

James looked down again at the two beautiful faces looking up and waiting to receive his load and that was all it took. He stiffened and groaned, and a second later he felt the surge of his cum being ejected through his shaft. He cried out and looked down as shot after shot erupted from his cock, splattering the faces and open mouths of both girls equally. As his orgasm subsided and his body relaxed, he felt warm lips suckling on the sensitive head of his cock. He looked down to see Sam popping it from her lips and passing it to Carrie, grinning up at him with splotches of his seed covering her face.

“You taste yummy, baby!” Sam exclaimed, licking her lips. Carrie sucked on his cock for a moment, then released it, her own lips smacking.

“He drinks lots of pineapple juice,” she said, smiling up at a very satisfied James.

“Ah, good idea,” Sam said, wiping a gob from her cheek and popping her finger into her mouth. “Mmm . . .very good!”

James took a half step backward and sat down on the bed, his pants and shorts still around his feet. He looked down at the cum-streaked faces of the girls and smiled. This was already hotter than he ever imagined, and they were just getting started!

Sam got to her feet. “I’ll get you a towel,” she said to Carrie and wandered off to the bathroom. James looked down at his wife wearing only the tight black skirt, her breasts and face splattered with his cum.

“Are you ok?” he asked quietly.

Carrie glanced toward the open bathroom door, where they could hear water running, then back to him and nodded, smiling. “I’m ok.”

He watched her for a long moment, studying her eyes. He could read some trepidation in them, but no hurt feelings. He smiled down at her as Sam emerged from the bathroom with a towel. While in there, she’d removed the tight jeans and was now wearing only a very skimpy pair of black lace panties, smiling at them both as she walked sexily over to where they were. Both of them could only stare at her beautiful body, her long legs and those amazing tits until she stopped before them and passed a towel to Carrie.

“I figured we might as well all get comfortable,” she said, running her hands over her nearly bare hips. James swallowed hard, feeling his recently deflated penis attempt a revival at the sight of the hot blonde in the tiny panties.

Carrie accepted the towel and began to wipe her face, dividing her attention between Samantha’s nearly nude body and James. It wasn’t hard to tell he was enjoying himself, and she was as well. So far, everything was going according to plan. This was just sex; no more. He was simply a man admiring a pretty girl, and she could hardly fault him for that. She realized that Sam was speaking to her and blinked out of her thoughts.

“Huh?”

Sam winked at James. “I guess your wife likes what she sees too!” James chuckled and Sam grinned down at her, reaching out a hand. Carrie felt herself blushing, but allowed Sam to help her to her feet. She caressed Carrie’s cheek, then let her hand move down over the swell of her breast, along her torso to the curve of her hips inside the short skirt. Carrie shivered at her delicate touch, so unlike that of a man. Sam leaned in and kissed her, then nodded to her skirt.

“I think it’s time we all undressed,” she said softly, her fingers moving to the button of the skirt. Carrie simply stood there and allowed her to unfasten the button and slowly lower the zipper. Her skirt slid over the curve of her hips and dropped to her feet, leaving her naked with the exception of her stiletto heels. She bent over to unstrap them, but Sam stopped her. “Leave them on,” she said, “At least for now.” They both turned to James and he pulled his eyes from Carrie’s nakedness long enough to nod his agreement.

“Oh, yeah,” he whispered, still nodding, “Definitely leave them on!”

Carrie smiled at him, pleased that even with Samantha standing there in nearly the same state of undress, she could still take his breath away. Sam began to work her small panties down, exposing her mons with the light blonde rectangle of hair over a shaved pussy. She pulled it over her bare feet - she had taken her shoes off in the bathroom when she took her jeans off - and tossed it aside. Now both women stood before him, naked, and very appealing. He felt his cock twitch again and absently wondered just how many more times he’d be able to perform that day.

Sam reached out and embraced Carrie, kissing her deeply. As James watched, their naked flesh pressed together; breasts to breasts; nipples to nipples. He moaned at the incredible beauty before him and silently thanked the gods of sex for the bounty they had bestowed upon him. The girls separated and turned to him, still arm in arm. Sam leaned in and whispered something in Carrie’s ear, causing her to giggle.

“What’s so funny?” James asked.

Sam looked at Carrie then turned to him. “I was just asking how long it will take you to be back and ready for action.”

Carrie laughed. “I don’t know, it might be a while. He’s had a very busy day!”

James grinned and looked down at his flaccid penis, lifting it and letting it drop back down. He looked back up at them and shrugged. “They way you two look, I don’t think it’ll take too long.”

Samantha’s eyebrows went up and she grinned, her hand moving to Carrie’s breast. “Well, maybe we can do something to help you along.” She placed her hands on Carrie’s shoulders and began to kiss her lips, cheeks, and neck as she slowly moved her backward until she bumped against the bed. She pulled her lips from Carrie’s and smiled. “Why don’t you just lie back and let me take care of you?”

Carrie sat down on the bed and allowed Samantha to push her down so she was lying on her back. She wriggled further along it until she was completely on the bed, her eyes locked on the naked blonde watching her lustily while she teased her hard nipples. When Carrie was in position, Samantha pushed her feet apart and knelt on the bed between her legs, then leaned over her. Her breasts swung pendulously, brushing against Carrie’s as she crawled up and kissed her. As their lips met and Sam’s tongue pushed into her mouth, Carrie felt her pussy leaking at the thought of what was coming.

James moved to the bed and sat next to Carrie as Sam broke of the kiss and began to move her lips down to Carrie’s breasts, sensually teasing and sucking on each of her nipples in a way that made her shudder with pleasure. At that moment, she fully believed the blonde’s earlier claim to be able to make her cum just by sucking on her tits.

But Samantha had other plans. The scent of Carrie’s excited pussy was strong and she couldn’t wait to be lapping up her sweet juices. She kissed down her hard belly and breathed along her swollen, wet lips. Carrie moaned and wriggled on the bed as her lips brushed along her labia, wishing she would stop her teasing and just lick her wet pussy.

James watched all this is in silence, already feeling his cock beginning to recover. It was amazingly erotic to watch his wife being pleasured by another woman - more so than he had expected. He reached out and began to tease Carrie’s nipples as Sam’s head ducked between his wife’s spread legs.

Carrie gasped and moaned, closing her eyes as she felt Sam’s tongue start its slow, probing caress along her sensitive pussy lips. The combination of her tongue in her pussy and James rubbing her nipples was amazing. She began to rock her hips in time to Sam’s tonguing, already feeling the tingle deep inside her pussy begin to grow stronger.

After several minutes, Carrie was barely able to form a coherent thought. Sam was alternating between her clit and sucking on her dripping cunt, with two fingers probing at her g-spot. James was still playing with her tits, now pinching and tugging on her nipples at her own insistence. The result was that she was on the verge of a crashing orgasm, her body completely at the mercy of her two lovers. She reached up and gripped the back of James’ neck, pulling his face to hers. She kissed him hard, her tongue pushing deep into his mouth for only a few seconds before she released him and felt herself about to explode.

“Oh, shitttt!!” she cried, her body tensing as she built toward release.

Sam seemed to increase her oral attentions while Carrie thrust her hips upward, crying out as her orgasm enveloped her for what felt like a long time before releasing and sending her into a spasm of jerking movements, all the while crying out and moaning incoherently. Samantha remained at her pussy, trying to swallow her sweet cum, but it soon became impossible and she sat up, watching the pretty brunette twist and writhe on the bed. She wiped Carrie’s juices from her chin and glanced up at James, who watched until Carrie relaxed, then looked up at Samantha. He raised his eyebrows, then winked at her and she grinned at him, swiping a hand across her wet lips.

Samantha crawled up and kissed Carrie softly as she lay there gasping. “Are you ok, baby?” Carrie nodded, but didn’t try to speak or even open her eyes. Samantha looked up at James, then leaned in to kiss him. As their lips met, he could taste the familiar taste of his wife’s cum on her lips, which only made her kiss more delectable.

They pulled apart and looked down to see Carrie watching them, a curious smile on her lips. She reached up for James and they kissed for a moment before she released him and pulled Sam to her, kissing her hungrily.

“That was . . .” Carrie began, then grinned. “That was everything you promised!”

Samantha laughed and looked over at James, who had a puzzled look on his face. “I promised her I’d make her cum over and over until she begged me to stop,” she explained, then looked back down at Carrie’s flushed face. “Apparently, she has a bigger threshold for pleasure than I first suspected.” She leaned closer. “Next time, I promise you’ll beg me to stop!”

Carrie giggled and pulled her in for another kiss. James joined them in their naked embrace and all three lay there for some time, cuddling and kissing; just enjoying the intimacy. The ice had been broken and the nervous tension was gone, paving the way for a night of unbridled sexual experimentation.

They lay there talking and holding one another, telling their likes and dislikes. Samantha grinned when she was told of Carrie’s submissive slut fetish. “I think we can have some fun with that!” she exclaimed with a wink to James. She explained that she liked to be the dominant female, but also enjoyed being submissive at times. She asked if they ever used restraints and they both shook their heads, but agreed it wasn’t out of the question.

Samantha glanced down at James’ fully hard cock and nudged Carrie. “I think someone wants to play!”

Carrie propped herself up and watched as Sam took James’s cock in her hand and leaned in to take it into her mouth. She looked up at her husband’s face and found his look of pleasure getting her turned on again. She watched as Sam sucked noisily on it, her head bobbing up and down, and suddenly wondered that if watching him get a blow job made her this hot, what would it be like to watch him fuck another woman? She had to know.

She crawled over and moved her head in next to Sam’s. Sam pulled her lips from the hard cock, expecting Carrie wanted a turn, but instead she met her eyes, then kissed her hard. “I want to watch him fuck you,” she said in a hoarse whisper.

Sam’s eyes gleamed and a smile spread across her lips. “Are you sure?”

Carrie looked up at James, who’d heard her and was waiting to see what her reply would be. As their eyes met, he knew she meant it and nodded almost imperceptibly. Carrie looked back into Sam’s piercing blue eyes.

“Yes. I want him to fuck you so hard that you’ll be the one screaming for mercy.” She held Sam’s eyes for a long moment until Sam looked up at James.

“What do you say, stud? Do you feel up to the challenge?”

James grinned and stroked his hard cock, pressing it against her lips. “Oh, yes, you dirty little slut. I’ll have you begging for mercy!” He gripped her head and pushed her mouth onto his cock, glancing over at Carrie as he did. She was watching with a wild look in her eyes and her tongue moistening her lips as Sam was forced to swallow her husband’s cock.

James held Sam there with his cock in her mouth for several minutes before releasing her. He gripped her by the hair and lifted her head up, looking into her wild eyes. He could tell she was enjoying this as much as they were. Still holding her hair, he got to his feet beside the bed, pulling her with him. Then he turned her to face the bed, where Carrie still lay, then leaned in and whispered into her ear loud enough for Carrie to hear.

“I’m going to fuck that tight little cunt of yours, bitch, and I want you to eat my wife’s pussy while I do it!”

Carrie moved into position without hesitation as James bent Sam at the waist and pushed her face into the covers. Carrie quickly opened her legs and Sam buried her face in her pussy again, causing her to moan as her mouth began to work on her sensitive pussy for the second time.

James watched as Carrie closed her eyes and leaned back, her expression telling him she was truly enjoying her first bisexual experience. He looked down at the smooth curves of Samantha’s perfect ass and smacked her on one cheek. She moaned and wriggled her hips in response. Next, he placed his foot between hers and forced her legs open, exposing her swollen pink lips to him. He reached down and grasped her cheeks, opening them up and exposing the brown rosebud of her ass. He took his cock in his hand, precum already oozing from the tip, and placed the tip on her puckered back door. He began to move it back and forth, his precum acting as a lubricant. She wriggled her hips and he heard her moan into his wife’s pussy, telling him she liked what he was doing.

He kept this up for a few minutes, then moved his cock down to her dripping snatch. As he pushed the tip between her outer lips, she lifted her face from Carrie’s twat and moaned. “Oh, fuck yes!”

Carrie opened her eyes and watched as James suddenly thrust his entire length into the hot wetness of Samantha’s pussy, causing her to groan loudly. When he noticed she wasn’t giving Carrie’s pussy the proper attention, his hand came down on her left cheek with a resounding “thwack”. Samantha jumped and let out a cry of surprise.

“I didn’t tell you to stop eating her cunt, slut!” he growled, giving Carrie a wink.

Samantha murmured, “Yes, Master,” and dove back in, attacking with renewed vigor. James smiled to himself. Master. In all the times he and Carrie had role-played, he had never had her call him Master. He kind of liked it.

He slowly extricated his long cock from her tight, wet hole, then pushed it back in. She felt so different than Carrie - still very good, just different. Again, he pumped in and out, gradually increasing his speed. His hands gripped her waist, pulling her to him as he thrust in. She grunted and moaned, but never once quit licking at Carrie’s increasingly excited pussy.

Carrie tried to concentrate on watching her husband fucking Sam, despite the amazing cunnilingus she was experiencing. She wished she could be back where she could see his cock moving in and out of Sam’s pussy, slick with her juices. As it was, she could see the look of concentration on his face as he pounded her harder and harder, their movements shaking the large bed. The sight of her husband doing this to another woman, combined with being thoroughly eaten by a very experienced pussy licker, was quickly bringing her to the brink of another orgasm. She felt the buzz start almost immediately and spread outward from her belly until her whole body tingled. Suddenly, Sam’s lips locked onto her hard clit and she lost it, her cries reverberating off the log walls as she came hard in Sam’s mouth. Her body twisted on the bed as wave after wave of orgasmic bliss washed through her until she couldn’t take any more and pulled away from Sam’s hungry mouth.

James watched his wife cum for the second time that night from Sam’s mouth and redoubled his relentless pounding. He was determined to make the sexually empowered young woman submit to his powerful thrusts until she came hard and begged him to stop. His hands tightened on her waist, slamming their bodies together. Sweat dripped from his brow onto her back, her moans and cries mixing with the slapping of their flesh.

Suddenly, he extracted his cock from her hot cunt and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her to her feet, then turning her around to face him. As their eyes met, he could see the lust in hers and knew he wasn’t pushing things to far. He sneered at her and stepped back, then pushed her to her knees.

“Suck me, bitch!”

Sam fell to her knees before him and took his gleaming wet cock in her hand. As her mouth opened, she felt his hand on the back of her head and he pushed her onto him until she felt his head touch the back of her throat. Then he began to move her head back and forth, fucking her mouth. She gave no resistance, loving the way he was completely dominating her while his wife watched. Despite her feelings of sexual superiority, she was almost thankful he had given her pussy a break and attacked his cock with vigor, happily allowing him to push his cock past her tonsils and into her throat until she had swallowed the whole thing. As she felt her throat constrict around his thick shaft, she wondered if Carrie also deep-throated him. As her air began to run out, he seemed to sense it and allowed her to pull him from her throat, but continued to make her suck him.

James sighed contentedly as Sam’s mouth enveloped his throbbing cock. He prided himself on being able to hold off for a long time if necessary, but between her tight little pussy and her expert cock-sucking, he wasn’t sure he would have lasted this long if not for the double-team blow-job earlier. He looked up at Carrie, who was sprawled on the bed with one hand between her open legs and the other massaging her tits. He grinned at her and she returned his grin with a lick of her luscious lips. He had been afraid she may be jealous, but her actions and the look in her eyes told him she was enjoying herself as least as much as he was - maybe more. She patted the bed beside where she was laying, then moved her eyes to Sam, who was still on her knees with his cock in her mouth. James smiled knowingly and stepped back, pulling his cock from the sexy blonde’s mouth. She looked up at him and moved to take him back in, but he stopped her with a hand on her head.

“No, whore. On your back on the bed. You need to be fucked some more.”

Samantha nodded, once again muttering “Yes, Master,” and climbed onto the bed, lying on her back with her knees up and legs open wide. Her pussy gaped at him, her swollen lips glistening with her juices and her pink flesh inviting him to fill her. He went over to the bed and crawled between her legs, lifting each of them up and resting her ankles on his shoulders. He grinned down at her as his cock pressed against her wet lips. Carrie scurried over next to her, watching with great interest as her husband prepared to once again plunge deep into her pussy.

“Are you ready?”

Sam held up a hand. “Please, let Carrie lick me first?”

Carrie looked at her, then up to James. He shrugged. “Would you like to lick the slut, my dear?”

She hesitated, her head spinning. Was she ready to do this? She had never gone down on another woman before, but then she’d already done things tonight she’d never done before. James’ voice brought her from her thoughts.

“Well? I can’t wait all night to fuck this slut.” His eyes danced with a fire that she recognized from their role-playing games. “I think you should do it.”

Carrie swallowed and looked down at Sam’s pussy, open wide with her husband’s cock poised to enter her. She could do this. After all, how hard could it be? So she went down on a girl. Big deal.

Taking a deep breath, she moved down until her face was only inches from Sam’s pussy. She could smell her sex mingled with the musky aroma of James’ cock she knew so well. She moved in and as James pulled back a little to allow her access, she grasped his cock and sucked it into her mouth, tasting his and Sam’s juices. He allowed her to suck on him for a few seconds, before pulling her free and stepping back.

“Uh, uh, uh . . .bad girl,” he said, wagging a finger at her. “Get down her and eat that pussy, you bad little slut.” Carrie looked up at him, her eyes pleading, but he shook his head, stepping out of his character for a moment. “Come on, baby. You said you wanted to do this.”

She sighed and nodded. “I know. It’s just . . .harder than I thought it would be.”

Sam propped herself up on her elbows and stroked Carrie’s long hair. “Just relax, honey. Go with it. I know you’ll like it.”

Carrie looked over at her. “All right,” she said softly. James watched as Carrie bent over Sam with her face poised over her steamy pussy. She looked down at her glistening lips, drops of juices running down over the pink flesh inside. Taking another deep breath, she lowered her mouth to the swollen labia and licked it. It wasn’t bad - not bad at all. She did it again and heard Sam moan in response. This urged her on and she began to establish a rhythm, her tongue pushing a little deeper between lips each time. Sam’s moans became louder and she began to rock her hips in time to Carrie’s licking. Before long, Carrie had her tongue as deep inside the sexy blonde as she could reach, her face wet from her juices. Sam moaned and she felt her tugging at her leg.

“Sixty-nine me, Carrie,” Sam moaned. “Let me taste that sweet pussy again!”

Carrie raised a leg over Sam’s head and felt hands on her bare ass pulling her pussy to her lips. She moaned as her over-sexed twat was once again left to the mercy of Samantha’s talented tongue. She was starting to enjoy eating pussy, but it was difficult to pay attention while the sexy blonde was eating her.

James watched the two girls slurp one another’s dripping snatches, stroking his hard cock. His eyes moved down to where Carrie’s head moved as she licked and sucked Sam’s cunt, her long hair obscuring what she was doing. He reached down to pull her hair back, his other hand still pumping his aching cock. He was dying for release and was about to jerk off until he shot his load all over his wife’s back when he suddenly had an idea.

Sam’s feet were still propped on his shoulders and he pushed her legs up higher, spreading them more at the same time. Her ass cheeks parted, revealing her tiny little back door and he grinned. Carrie’s licking had left a stream of Sam’s juices running down her crack to the bed, liberally lubricating her ass. He moved the tip of his cock to the tiny brown rosebud, rubbing it through the slick juices before pressing it against it.

Sam pulled her mouth from Carrie’s pussy and cried out, “Oh, yes!” as he began to push against her puckered hole. Carrie also noticed and lifted her face from Sam’s pussy, her lips and chin wet. She looked up at James as he struggled to enter Sam’s tight little hole, then back to watch his cock as her anus expanded and he slipped inside. Sam moaned louder and cried out again, telling him to fuck her ass before pulling Carrie’s pussy back to her mouth and attacking her with a vengeance.

Carrie watched more and more of her husband’s cock push into Sam’s ass, amazed at how much it had stretched to accommodate his thick shaft. Had hers looked like that the times when they had done anal? Apparently so, but it was still an incredible sight to see from such a close view.

Sam moaned again, the vibrations of her voice on Carrie’s twat increasing the wonderful feeling of her lips and tongue. As James began to establish a rhythm, she kissed Sam’s clit and felt the girl’s body tense under her. She did it again, and again, each time eliciting a greater response and urging her to keep going. As James began to fuck her ass with wild abandon, Carrie’s tongue dipped and swirled all around Sam’s clit and vulva. She could feel her body trembling and could feel her pussy contracting as her orgasm neared.

Finally, Sam released Carrie’s pussy and began to cry out, nearly shrieking with intense pleasure as both of them worked her to the peak of what was sure to be a mind-numbing orgasm. Sam’s cries became hoarser, turning to grunts and little squeaks as her tortured body trembled and shook before she finally arched her back and let out a strangled cry, her pussy clenching tight then gushing all over Carrie’s face. She bucked and thrashed, forcing Carrie to stop eating her and roll off to one side. She watched as James’ movements became halting as Sam’s asshole also tightened on his cock, making it difficult for him to move. She looked up into his reddened face, perspiration beading on his brow and trickling down his face. His eyes were close and his teeth clenched, a sign that he was about to explode.

With what seemed a great effort, he pulled his throbbing cock from Sam’s ass and she flopped to the bed, still twitching from her orgasm. James pumped his cock faster and faster, throwing his head back and letting out a long agonizing groan as he shot a thick stream of jism across Sam’s back and ass. Carrie watched him jerk himself until his body seemed to deflate and he leaned over, bracing one arm on the bed between her and Sam’s limp body. He was panting hard, his face still red from exertion, and looked over at her with a satisfied half smile on his face.

“Holy . . .shit!” he gasped, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath.

Carrie looked down at Samantha, whose breathing was as labored as her husband’s. she still hadn’t moved, lying face down on the bed with her legs splayed open and several thick streaks of white cum plastering her back. She crawled up and brought her face down next to Sam’s.

“Sam? Are you ok?”

For a moment, Sam didn’t respond. Then her head lifted slightly and she turned toward Carrie. Her eyes were hooded, her face still flushed with the remnants of the incredible orgasm. She smiled thinly at Carrie.

“Oh . . .my . . .god!” she gasped, then licked her dry lips. “Are you . . .sure you haven’t . . .done this before?” she smiled a little wider and reached out to take Carrie’s hand.

Carrie grinned and looked back at James, who was now sitting on the edge of the bed at Sam’s feet, his hand caressing her leg. She turned back to Sam and squeezed her hand, shaking her head. “So we did ok?” Her eyes glittered with the fire of sexual excitement.

Sam managed a short laugh, then rolled over onto her back, her hand reaching up to caress Carrie’s cheek. “Yes, baby, you did ok,” she whispered with a wink. She looked down at James, who was watching both of them intently. “And as for you, “Master”.” James grinned sheepishly. “I hope this pretty thing realizes how good a man she married.”

Carrie smiled and reached out to take James’ hand. “Oh, yes, I most certainly do!” she exclaimed.

Sam pulled her down and kissed her long and hard. Then James lay down on the other side of her and they kissed for a few minutes. They remained lying there for a while, then completely spent, they all crawled under the covers and fell asleep in one another’s arms. Outside the window, the fierce wind hurled the snow relentlessly against the window as the three lovers slept peacefully in their warm and cozy bed, each dreaming of what their week together had yet to bring.

                             The band finally started playing and the booze started pouring. Niether of us had drank in about 2 years and I had agreed to be the designated driver so I had to take it easy. Angela on the other hand was swigging them down and also doing jello shooters with our friends. It wasn\'t long before she needed to make a trip to the ladies room and asked if I would excort her. When we stood up it hit her and she kinda stumbled into me, we left the table and headed to the rest rooms, as we were making our way through the maze of tables an older looking guy that looked a little on the rough side made a snide vulgar comment about my wifes ass, this kinda ticked me off but I let it go and we went on to the rest room. After taking care of things we proceeded to dance and drink some more and then came the rest room time again. I had engaged in conversation with a friend I had not seen in a while so she said she could make it there alone and stumbled away.

                          I guess about thirty minutes had passed and she had not returned so I figured I better go look for her. I went to the bathrooms and got some chick to check the ladies room and she was not there.I then went to look around the outside of the building and as I came around one corner I saw for guys standing in a circle and my wife in the middle slumped over this well head. I made my way towards them and then saw the biker looking dude from earlier was one of them and stopped in my tracks to decide what to do.As I stood there I heard them laughing and looked up to see the biker grabbing my wifes tits through her shirt, then the other guys started feeling her up to on her breast and her ass. In a strange moment the world kinda stopped as I realized I was getting a hard on watching these men feeling up my wife. I made up my mind and decided to play it cool, I walked up to them and said hey what you doing? The biker guy did not seem to notice I was with her earlier and said we found this chick passed out over the well head and we are just gonna have some fun with her, she\'ll never know. You want in? I thought to myself I have been in many times. He said man she has some real heavy nice tits here feel these they are real nice. I reached in and grabbed a handful of my wifes tits through her shirt and squeezed real hard where she should respond and nothing. She was passed out cold and limp as a dish rag.

                          My cock was raging hard thinking about these guys fondling my wife, something she would never allow sober so I figured what the hell, a little touching wont hurt and they had no idea I was her husband, so I decided to play along. I told them to back up and watch this, I got behind her and pulled her pants and draws to her ankles in one motion, then pulled out my ridgid cock and put the head against her slit and shoved all the way in at once. The biker dude said what the hell you doing? feelin is one thing but thats rape! I told him to leave or whatever but I was gonna fuck this drunk bitch silly and started to slam fuck her as fast and hard as I could. It was not long before one of the other guys had his cock out and was rubbing it on her lips pushing it in her mouth.

 Then my wife started to torment me with a 'you guess it game' bitch! 'here's a clue'  she said. 'You ask it after I've just been fucked to an orgasm' ??? I just don't know?  'You say you'd like to feel it'??? Feel what? I feel all you have to feel! 'FEEL IT'! I give up. 'Feel my orgasm,remember?you're always on about me describing what its like,well its a lot like when you fucked my ass,so if you do,you'll find out what its like and if his cock hits that nerve I made you cum with you'll know exactly how intense it feels,look how it made you collapse. What you had missing was the feel of a cock'

 She had me on that one. Yes it was exquisitely intense,yes it needed the cock I guess and yes I would like to experience the orgasmic feeling she experiences. But,this was the big BUT! How the hell could my virgin ass take a man size cock.She got me again. 'The same way as you bummed me,get your trousers down,I've got the iced lolly and cucumber here ready' then in a flash she'd gone and returned from our kitchen holding the very items. Her sadistic side was in full flow, 'I'm going to love this you bastard,you never said you were going to bum me in front the others,now its your turn,come on get your ass out and lay on the settee.

 Fuck,that lolly was so cold it made the muscles in my ass cheeks ache. Then in a flash,she had it out and the cucumber on its way in. O-OW! Stop,stop pushing its just to damn big,I'll never take it,I must admit it was about the size of my and Den's cocks. 'We must persevere' she done a strange move then,making me get up and kneel into the settee,she sort of sat across my ass with a leg on the floor and one on the settee and over my ass,then pressed hard down against my asshole squelched up and down quickly. Lifting up and off she fingered my ass then rammed the cu' up her cunt. 'There you are,more than enough of my cunt juice on it now' then she went back to getting the vegetable up me. I yelp and try to ease away,'Stay still coward,its on its way' Fuck I knew that already,although my crinkly was stretching,I knew it wasn't going to stretch much more without splitting.

 The intensity in her eyes in concentration and fierceness of her voice told me split or not,my ass was going to have to take it. Feeling her ease off the pressure,I said there you are,I knew it wouldn't. Bad mistake that,the pressure came back on with a vengeance,it was going,I could feel it forcing my sphincter open. Ferociously then, a thrust. 'Get up there you bastard,split his ass if you must but he's going to have that cock even if you do split him' She's talking to this cucumber as though its Den's cock.

 I get a feeling of foreboding,once Den hits my ass,there's going to be no going back till she's satified her lust. If I cry off,that's the end to any further fun and games for me and in fairness,I do get her to do new things all the time. As this passes through my mind,there's a breakthrough,With me helping by relaxing my sphincter muscles,my bum ring suddenly excepts the pressure and up it goes. Once the initial stretch took place all became easy although the pulling back out created a most sensitive feeling in my insides. Fuck,you must have split my ring! 'No,there's no blood on it and if there had been,I'd still intended to get you ready for the real cock'

 Anyway,the spongy head on a cock will be easier going in and if you had split,it would have healed by the time we do it' So,what about the thing you've agreed to show or do for Den. 'Oh,don't worry about that,I know you'll agree when you see what it is because you started me off doing it' That buggered it,I'd started her off on so many kinks I had no chance of working it out and I knew by her tone I'd have to wait and see on the day. I thought then, What a cunning little wife,she has worked out by not letting me know,I'll hurry the event forward in haste. She really had a thing about seeing me getting bummed.

 Den was no help either because it was obviously clear he wanted it to happen as soon as possible as well,purely I hoped for his desired treat not my ass. I knew I was trapped by my original cunning, But one glimmer of a clue did present itself when we visited Den's place. His wife Ginny asked Jackie if she could take Jake in for a couple of days as she had to be away to a distant relative of her's and he that is Jake was a bit untrustworthy to leave alone for any long spell like all day when Den was working. 'Yeah,that's not a problem,Den can pop him up whenever and he can come home when you return' Because of the distraction I missed the clue though. I didn't relate Den's grin to his desire,I just thought it was because he was in a perfect position to see up my wife's legs and I knew she was naked under her dress.

 Before we left,I had reason for a half hardon difficult to disguise as we got up to go. Jake had,on hearing his name gone to my wife and put his head in her lap. My wife knowing she was naked was doing her best to unobtrusively keep his nose out of her business but he insisted on pushing under rather than over the hem of her dress and taking long loud intakes of breath. Ginny, 'You alright with that Jackie,ever the man that one,he's forever checking people out' 'Yeah,they all do it' Then we were gone.

 About Jake; he was of course a hound,not any old hound,but a Basset hound. For anyone that doesn't know,they have short bent legs,a heavy boned long body,about 55lb. with large head and long ears. When on to a scent they're most persistent as my wife found out a little while ago at Ginny's and Den's party. (I'll digress in a minute) But this particular hounds asset was a standing giggle in the winter as,as he walked across virgin snow two grooves were created by his short legs with a third middle groove by his huge and I mean huge cock. God only know's what it felt like being iced for a month on end but he had a hairy sheath to keep it warm I suppose.

 Digression:-

 When soft it was about an inch from the ground,but clear for all to see it pointed forward with about a length of seven inches and a thickness about two & a half inchs. When a chance arose Jackie said she wanted to wank him to see just how big he was hard. She had told me once that she'd asked Den if he'd seen him with a hardon and he grinned and said nothing. This had pissed her off because he'd just deposited his (Den's) spunk up her at a lustful opportune moment. She had at the party I afore mentioned,been trapped in an outside lavatory while taking a pee,where Jake having scented a trail wouldn't let her out till she offered her pussy up for a full licking. He done a very quick,too quick she said afterwards,job of bringing her to orgasm and she hoped his stay in her would be longer if he fucked her one day. She saw a part of his cock poking out and it was thick but its length remained a mystery.

 Recent to this but un-associated,me and my wife had found a new experience that we enjoyed. This was douching,with warm water flushed up our orifice till feeling a suitable swelling we cleared ourselves for whatever we felt like doing,pleasant and healthy. So as a matter of course we were always prepared for an unplanned insertion. - Back to our tale.

 This said,on our way home,I reminded Jackie of her desire to wank Jake and my desire to watch. 'No chance,not because I wont do or let you see me do it,but because if you noticed,Den's grin,he was where he intended to get. On our way out he whispered, "I'll bring him up and we can go straight for your part of the bargain" how could I duck that one'? And? 'The bargain I told you you'd find out on the day. It will let us see how big Jake is though' so make sure you're ready,take some time off monday and tuesday because if I like your ass being opened I may demand an oncore the next day' Oh no,this is a one off. 'Hold on,what if it takes more than one day for me to meet my part of the bargain'

 Bitch,is this a red herring or is it so phenominal,she may not do it first go,perhaps its sucking Jake off and she's not sure if her mouth will go round it. Needless to say I got my time off arranged. Den also got to me aside and said, 'This up the ass stuff,I'm no homo' but are you really okay with it,its the only way I'm going to get what I asked and she's now told me that you are into it,you dirty lucky bastard; mind its up the ass not lovey dovey stuff what blokes do,just a straight spunking in there' Fuck that's a relief,I had reservations about necking a bloke,although my wife seemed set on just watching a cock going in and out and spunking.

 Then it dawned on me,like Jackie had wondered how to start,I now pondered how we would get the show on the road. Putting this thought to my wife,she answered,'Well unlike your answer to me,I can't say,like they got you the first time,because this is the first time isn't it'? With a look of doubt. Course it is! 'And the last even if you like it,unless I say again to you dirty ass fucking slouches' Oi! Less of the dirty,ok! I laugh. - Came the day.-

 Everything clean and ready for my ass virginity removal as my wife put it. Den arrived with Jake who was excited to see us but let out to the garden to steady up for a while. With all our past experiences together,we were comfortable and sat and had a coffee. It was clear Den was eager to get started and suggested we bring Jake in to start. 'No!No!No! that's not how its being played' says Jackie. 'with all the times you two bastards have told me what you seek from me and I've always complied, its my turn today to call the shots, I want you in his ass so get your kit off and start hardening and lubricating and here's a tempting morsel to get you horny'

 Up until now I'd not thought about what she had on and me and Den had started to take our kit off when she unhooked the dress she had on letting the overlarge chinese type arms allow it to fall completely off her body.Immediately raising a leg to one arm of the settee she pulled her cunt lips apart revealing a tiny bit of green,then pushing towards our faces she tensed her pussy and a very large cucumber started to appear from her slit. I got up to bend over Den and reach this cu' with the intension of fucking her with it. Not thinking as I reached across Den's legs,my half hard cock flopped on his thigh and my ass was right in front of his hands and face.

 In a flash,Jackie said, 'Grab his ass Den,pull his cheeks apart and see what a lovely tight little button your hot hard cock is going to go into. I'd truly been placed,hesitatingly I felt Den hold my ass cheeks and start to open them and I knew he was looking at my crinkly super tight sphincter. 'Drop some spit on it to help your finger' he didn't instead I felt him oh so gently touch my wrinkles,it mattered not who was touching my hole the tickle was driving my ring mad making me try to squeeze my cheeks closed and thus pressing my cock harder against Den's leg. But with both our sensations I realised his and my now hard cocks were pressing at each other by his groin.

 I also noted that the cucumber had slipped right out of my wife's cunt and she was super dripping juice in strands just as her fingers passed through her slit collecting a lot on them. I knew what she intended to do with it as well.Immediately I felt her hand rubbing it into my asshole.Two were inside and she started to vee them away from each other. 'Go on let that spit drop in his hole and again' I felt first one then another hot spittal glob drop in me. 'Where your cocks? see if they're sticky so yours will slip up him' She was now feeling between us for our cocks, 'Fuck its like a glue pot down there,your love juices are all over both of you,you must be as randy as hell'

 Den said, 'reach in my trouser pocket and get the johnny (Condom)in there' 'Like fuck I will,I want spunk up him all the way,his asshole's as clean as a whistle' Den left this as my wife straddled over the top of us, 'get my juice and push it up his ass I must be soaking now,how are you going to have him,against the wall? on the floor? or doggy'? 'Which ever will give you the best view' All three then,start against the wall like you got me the first time Rich' caught us but with his ass towards you,then I'll tell you when to lay him on his belly,alright with that Rich'? You carry on it seems you've got it all worked out for me.

 As I lifted off of Den there was a noise of our skin separating at the sticky part. I must admit the amount of precum surprised me,both our knobs were dripping with it. 'If only your cock was long enough to reach your ass Rich' we could give you a double whamy and you could self lubricate,I wonder if there are men with that length of dick'? 'Must be' answered Den. My wife guided me to the wall and I noticed she had a stool near by,she really was into seeing my poor little ring get stretched and pulled. Then coming close she gave me a peck on the cheek, 'You'll be alright,you'll see,it'll go up you as sweet as a nut'

 Then I felt Den at my back,His cock prancing around and hard as though he was taking Jackie. It was Just as I had seen it thwacking around Jackie's belly the first time. I involentarily clenched my buttocks exactly like she'd tried to fend off being fucked and she now gasped exactly like I had done when I thought they'd hear me. A distant almost hoarse female voice now, 'Get him Den,fuck his ass,go on force his cheeks open bust his ring if you got to just get up the bastard before I cum' I glanced and already her eyes were opening and closing as her fingers were doing frantic circles at her clit. She was gasping and it was obviously affecting Den as he pressed at my cheeks.

 I could feel his slipperyness allowing his cock to slip into my ass crack through my cheeks with his cock high on my hole then low and all the time I was unintentionally shifting just to make him miss. I was moving exactly as I'd seen my wife and other women do when trying avoid an insertion. Den's deeper voice cut in. 'Hold still you fucker while I fuck you' 'That's right,rape the bastard,get that spunk up him fill him good,the fucking virgin bastard' Jackie was really flying high on my virgin ass. As Den had commanded me to allow a fucking he had hit me right on the hole and he knew it,because up till that push he had pushed and pulled back and pushed again,but he held and pressed now. He hissed to Jackie, 'Got him,fuck he's a tight little fucker,Jack get below me and pull his cheeks apart if you want to see me break him in'

 He's talking as though he has a virgin on his cock,I was but not in the true sense and I must admit i was near to cumming myself. Crazy,but I was. I felt my bum cheeks opening, 'Yes I can see it,get him,get him' I could feel the not so spongy head pressing and I must admit it felt better than the cucumber. Although my sphincter was resisting the sensation of having it forced open hurt but it also was making my cock soften which surprised me. But then again it gave Den more room for his cock. Again the earnest strain of my wife, 'Your knobs gone up him,and your foreskins still outside,NO,its getting dragged inside now' 'I know and its hurting he's so tight,that's eased it my knobs past his ring' 'yeah,its sliding easy now'

 It was,I'd been broke in so to speak,I felt my bowel now being spread ever wider as he pushed up and up. 'Your balls are hitting each other you've got it right up,is it nice Rich'? Big. 'How about you Den' 'Hang on if I pull back I shall cum he's so tight' Then a moment later it seemed,he pulled back and my ass exploded,the sensation if that's what a woman gets as an orgasm,almost made me pass out,my balls felt it just as he pull back then thrust hard and pulled back even harder and thrusted even harder then I felt a pull back that made me feel his helmet trying to pass out through,then a thrust that made the top of my rectum feel heated burny you might say as my balls shot the most excruciating orgasm with a jet of spunk out of my now limp cock.Den clung on to me like a dog as he jerks shot after shot of sperm up my bowel.Now clinging and making the most quick tiny short strokes he was making my innards jerk and throb as my spunk hung from my cock like thick dangling cream.

 The sensation hadn't finished,with my cock empty and my ass full,with my belly alive with exciting spasms I hung loose on Dens cock,still like a hot iron bar inside me. From below our bums. 'Pull it out let me see his ring try to hold it again,come on Den pull back' He done what she asked,but as I could now feel my tight ass ring clinging and not wanting to loose this cock from inside it I heard my wife orgasm and felt her going on her knees. But even more than that,the sudden quick pull back by Den gave me another excruciating feeling. Stop,slower,its so touchy,go ever so slowly for fucks sake or i'll fall down. For that he rammed back into me and gave me the same sensation all over again. No,No,please don't do it again,I know I wont be able to take it. He pulled quickly back and again I nearly vapourised. No,God no more,I just can't stand anymore.

 Sadistically,he pulled back and pressed slightly less in then pulled right out. As I stood holding onto the wall,I could see his slippery cock with some sperm drooling from the end. Jackie had recovered and was back holding my cheeks open, 'Fuck your asshole is tight Rich' I thought I'd be able to see his spunk inside but other than a bit that followed his dick out you're hole is clinging on to it. Well we didn't get to the other two positions,what a pity,we'll have to start again' Fuck Jack' are you trying to do me in,another lot of that and i'll need an ambulance. 'Ha!Ha! So now you know what a woman experiences when she cums on your pricks you bastards'

 I knew also that it was such an excruciatingly fantastic sensation I felt, that it would be soon that my wife would get her re-run in the other positions and I mean immediately after a coffee break.

 Bye.

The mother said she would come straight home and would be there in a matter of minutes.

He guided me into a few positions and each one gave me untold pleasure. My cunt had not been so well treated for ages – fucked yes - but he was giving me more than a routine fuck. He could use his cock in ways I had never experienced before and I was constantly letting him know how much I was enjoying being fucked by him. I don’t moan but told him how I was enjoying being fucked by him. – Shit that feels good – Fuck what a cock you have – Fucking hell that feels good. – Shit my cunt has never felt so good - Keep that up and I will cum any minute – and I did - twice and he wasnt even close.

After a while he said I don’t know who taught you but for a young girl you seem to know what it is all about.